travel back in time 6 months ago. Where everything was basically the same except I loved myself more back then. Gotta start small and build up solo. Fuck it! I want to live my life the way I wanted it to be. I JUST GOTTA!
“BRING FUCKING MASTER!”
god damn it.. I’m hooked in a game I haven’t even played yet. I’m feeling like Ellie seeing the arcade at the mall.
ollied a crack! My legs feels like shit though. It feels stiffy but kinda nice prolly because of the endorphins kickin in after that 1:30 hours sesh.
let me hyphen this song
should sharpen the mind, no we hittin that bong
passionates stay passion less than but hitting it strong
miss you when im gone
but get piss when you and I ride a long
constantly riping mics like im constantly riping thongs
struggling mind in a temporary coma
but stay awake when i smell your aroma
i usually dont point that out when im sober (soba)
but under these circumstances / my mind goes way beyond consciousness
rigormortis mixed with pilateses
spitting pure blood like a on nurses like dialysis
sleep skip walking when im half way through this passages
anal-ise an annalist
panel bitch got my body introduced to cannabis
now yo, pass that shit.
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