Better yet, who asked you?
Yo…
Aye…
You can’t get exiled from the internet.
That’s not how that works.
I got free American blood running down to my free American balls.
I am the quintessential audience member, the quintessential consumer.
“Look ear sunny, I been paying into this thing since day 1”
Day one.
And there are
Millions..
Of….
Me….
Little different frequency, But all the same song.
I hate the idea of feeling constraints..
There’s nowhere to put it.
So I’m a human being, and I do what I want.
That’s it.
Poof poof go away.
I’ll never stop 🛑🚏
Because the yapping child inside all of us is constrained, always.
So nuh uh,
Poop poop poop.
Victory in Jesus 🎶
🎶 my everlasting, Savior 🎶🎵
Can’t let yourself die .
You must remain.
Alright… All right all right all right.
Clean up on aisle whatever .
Somebody took a crap on the floor.
Lay a turd.
Shit man,build a house out of turds.
Live in it.
Sleep in it.
Shadow box in it, House of lies? House of cards?
House of turds.
The sofa is the worst, You really sink into it.
The bed isn’t much better.
Possibly worse than prison
dawn 