i am going to be a priest.
fuck all of those faggots who brag about, "yeah, i'm a motherfucking playa, nigga, what nigga, what." fuck all of that shit. fuck that hip hop status quo shit, that fake-ass form of pseudo-masculine power. to me it's the complete fucking opposite. it's a sign of feeble spirit, of real weakness.
ladies and pimps go on and dust your shoulders off.
go on and fucking dust that chip off of your rigid shoulders too.
WHY ARE MEN SO PROUD? WHAT'S PRIDE WORTH, ANYWAY?
women typically love assholes, it's a proven fact.
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be my own cleo: i'm going to go through a 3-year heroin addiction starting a couple months after my 24th birthday, but i'll survive. all the while i'll be creating, networking, even as a constantly strung out piece of shit. maybe people won't know, they'll just think i'm constantly tired or something. i'll find god, and start to care about shit. i'll buy a house on the other side of the world, but i'll come home to visit my parents every couple of years, though i'll mail them money every month. i'm going to raise 13 children by myself, and they're all going to become geniuses, athletes, artists, dreamers.
if anything for the sake of reality, i'd hope to have at least one child sometime in my life, and to have that child dream dreams far more vanilla and beautiful than my tiny mind could ever begin to fathom.
fuck all of those faggots who brag about, "yeah, i'm a motherfucking playa, nigga, what nigga, what." fuck all of that shit. fuck that hip hop status quo shit, that fake-ass form of pseudo-masculine power. to me it's the complete fucking opposite. it's a sign of feeble spirit, of real weakness.
ladies and pimps go on and dust your shoulders off.
go on and fucking dust that chip off of your rigid shoulders too.
WHY ARE MEN SO PROUD? WHAT'S PRIDE WORTH, ANYWAY?
women typically love assholes, it's a proven fact.
-
be my own cleo: i'm going to go through a 3-year heroin addiction starting a couple months after my 24th birthday, but i'll survive. all the while i'll be creating, networking, even as a constantly strung out piece of shit. maybe people won't know, they'll just think i'm constantly tired or something. i'll find god, and start to care about shit. i'll buy a house on the other side of the world, but i'll come home to visit my parents every couple of years, though i'll mail them money every month. i'm going to raise 13 children by myself, and they're all going to become geniuses, athletes, artists, dreamers.
if anything for the sake of reality, i'd hope to have at least one child sometime in my life, and to have that child dream dreams far more vanilla and beautiful than my tiny mind could ever begin to fathom.
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