In this mirror, show me the way

I need to bite something until it breaks. I need to jack off. I need to set fire to a large structure. I need to sprint into the woods

“get the fries, you’ll need the energy in the coming days”

Cmon man

summer thunderstorms are one of the most romantic things in the world, actually

“People you may know” and it’s the devil from the Bible

Why did they start shooting at me with 50 calibur pistols when i try to see the fat guy leather rodeo at pride

[yelling at the club to someone i met ten minutes ago] do you think im a burden be honest

having a hometown is such a fucked up concept. i grew up here so i do not want to stay here anymore. i miss it when i am away but once i am back i realise why i wanted to go away as far as possible from it. i am familiar with every corner of this place i did not realise when it slowly changed into something unrecognisable. i would probably like to be buried here but i'd rather die than live here

just roundhouse kicked an angels halo smoove off

1 beer in and i start telling people to surrender

doing petplay and gunplay at the same time im a horse with a broken leg and you have to just shoot me

i was abandoned as a baby & raised by a wild pack of cigarettes

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed