me n my girl are psycHOTic

hop out the bath and slicked back hair, call me Vito Corleone

completely ruthless when pissed off

i can't listen to music like i used to anymore. it's just not hitting the same like it used to. it's not the same anymore. like everything else, lol

think i should explore more genres?

running around the house, i can be the cat, baby you can be the mouse.

wanna see Nirvana but don't wanna die yet.

4:44

makes me sick from my fucking core

another day of grieving KK's passing, generational talent type shit fs

Remontada, Vamos. Hala Madrid.

all i need in life are friends like Skinny Pete and Badger

Hamilton and Ferrari be aura farming all pre-season to finish after Lance Stroll? WTF???

why so irresponsible?

" Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer-thin layers that fill my complex. If the word "hate" was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate. "

i'm def too sober for this shit

she tryna make love, i'm tryna make movies.

no one's a better chef than me after midnight, ong.

last breaths