Don’t you wonder. I mean really….how what when….where. Wait. Is he getting deep or is he just treading the water again you probably wonder. No folks Im here. Im back. I aint gone and I aint fucking dead. I mean I thought…I really felt I was gonna put the bullet in the head of this like It needed. Not deserved…but what should be done.
Like if you became a zombie….which I would have no issue giving fucks about that but still…that’s beside the point. I think I was referring again to social media. You see loved ones before they entered such said union and you wonder. And you pull a batman….and I wish my fingers could type faster to get the fucking thoughts out here like I was writing on paper but you parchment is so Egypt now.
Yeah anyways…then you realize just what kind of an introverted man bat you have been for like the last twenty five years. And you realize how that same monster is still lurking in the back of your mind….like a trap door spider. I guess Im just explaining how shooting this volume down like tom cruise in a high chair wouldn’t work. I still need to feel the tug of the evil one more good time….I need to let it excersize these demons so they get tired, before I let em
sit up on in the yard and pump iron and go all Rambone in my life again.
Yeah so theres some therapy for the scary. Maybe mary. I dated a mary once…she looked like fucking sissy spacek from carie….so look at me now. Im a super saiyajin vs that me….but that was….twenty….three? years ago.
I don’t know maybe you chime in to inform me…..I mean if she reads this one of her twelve children can probably ring the dinner bell for her to whell on in on her rascal and break it on down for me…..
Yeah anyways…then you realize just what kind of an introverted man bat you have been for like the last twenty five years. And you realize how that same monster is still lurking in the back of your mind….like a trap door spider. I guess Im just explaining how shooting this volume down like tom cruise in a high chair wouldn’t work. I still need to feel the tug of the evil one more good time….I need to let it excersize these demons so they get tired, before I let em
sit up on in the yard and pump iron and go all Rambone in my life again.
Yeah so theres some therapy for the scary. Maybe mary. I dated a mary once…she looked like fucking sissy spacek from carie….so look at me now. Im a super saiyajin vs that me….but that was….twenty….three? years ago.
I don’t know maybe you chime in to inform me…..I mean if she reads this one of her twelve children can probably ring the dinner bell for her to whell on in on her rascal and break it on down for me…..
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