What do you make of this?
ZzA segment to Up In Fucking Flames: Spitter O Spitter! Spitter o spitter, there’s too much breathing and not enough spitting– going on. How the fuck– do you expect to get out of this house?! Why don’t you come around anymore… watch me eat, watch me dream, anymore? (the camera) They never call me, or anything! (my best friends) They never tell me anything, they never even call… I feel like…
What do you make of this?













