I got hit by a ****ing truck. And my dumb ass of course not thinking straight because I was just hit by a ****ing truck didn't extort the guy for money, no, I only make him buy me another refill since mine got spilled in my face as I went flying into the gutter.
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Lucem, you're right, it's silly to talk about what I would or wouldn't do IRL. Glad you brought it up. Maybe you should write an instrumental about it. I recommend a piano paired with a clarinet. With ambient sounds of you hanging from your shower curtain you ****ing failure.
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Art Is Dead. Buy My ****.
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