So all of a sudden…I look at a couple pictures…and I'm taken aback. Way back. Like twenty…..two…years back. Now I'm mad. I don’t get sad when I do that….just mad…like the best most beast primal feeling I need to hear some numetal and vent my testosterone addled rage upon nothing and for no fucking reason. I need to smile just because I know I have the key to ultimate chest of evil things and I have seen the other side of the devil sucking angel dick. Yeah I made a fucking video of it too…but I wouldn’t share cause I don’t give a fuck about money and I don’t care……never that.
Now I know I say I know too much. But you know when you decide to take that long way home...for what reason you dont know since you really have learned to hate to fucking drive....bu maybe the mundane is murder and I keep going out of my way to find my mind....and shove it back in the hole in the side of my head.....
Your Saint as seen during last call.