going to slam 5 beers and smoke a bowl and then re-evaluate my life, again

[Plug Drugs]

this oughtta turn out fun, at least

[Plug Drugs]

spin me back down the days and the years of my youth

[Plug Drugs]

draw the lace and black curtains, and shut out the whole truth

[dcent]

you should probably hoop something.

[Plug Drugs]

spin me down the long ages, let them sing a song

[Plug Drugs]

illiterate bastards

[xoxo]

*curls up in your topic*

Your weed would be much better than mine

don't get too drunk...

[dcent]

*teehee*

the whore grabs a blanket and attempts to snuggle up to the kid with downsyndrome....... her lack of any form of moral compass has always aided her in the things she does, and her desperate need to be accepted claws at her insides like the infectious disease she contracted from her last sexual partner.

the whore.
the life.
the regret....... sometimes she feels as if she is drowning in it.........

[xoxo]

Hey fuck off decent

Plug Drugs has always been good to me and proved to me on many occasions he is of superior intellect and an actual gentleman

you are neither of those things

[steveyos]

plug drugs if you don't want to amount to anything in life just kill yourself because you're not allowed at any of my post 2pacalyptic food pantries if you aren't trying to earn it

[maks]

see, there a son is born and we pronounce him fit to fight

[xoxo]

you people take too much drugs

[maks]

there are blackheads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night

we'll make a man of him, put him to a trade. teach him to play monopoloy and to sing in the rain.

[xoxo]

we'll make a man of him, put him to a trade. teach him to play monopoloy and to sing in the rain.

maks... are you high?

[maks]

The poet and the painter, casting shadows on the water, as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea

The doer and the thinker, no allowance for the other, as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.

[xoxo]

THICK AS A BRICK LYRICS - JETHRO TULL

[maks]

The home fire burning, the kettle almost boiling, but the master of the house is far away. The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding in the sharp and frosty morning of the day

And the poet lifts his pen, while the soldier sheathes his sword

my shirt off my shirt off my shirt off - gucci mayne

[Genital Doli]

you are such a fuekin loser dude

[maks]

And the youngest of the family is booming with authority

Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside

[maks]

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea

The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need

[steveyos]

my shirt off my shirt off my shirt off - gucci mayne

[steveyos]

I'm back to having weed in my system 24/7, last week was hell but this week is heaven

[sex with dead people]

maybe you'll stop being a bastard now.

[steveyos]

not until I see some funny

[steveyos]

or I get this phone to run wrestling revolution better

[xoxo]

you are such a fuekin loser dude

I've always wanted to do weed

[xoxo]

I need some fucking proper weed

I will whinge about it until such a time as I have some

I need some fucking proper weed

I will whinge about it until such a time as I have some

are you poor?