† This thursday we are going 2 tha' unholy love crip holiday house, can't wait! going' 2 be tha' best thing. Walkin' in tha' forest and tha' beach, shoot after cans with an old riffel and cut ourselves in the hand, so we can mix our blood and it can run in our veins until we get old sad fat ass'. Of course my horse i know' it sound like a frikkin' emo kliché. Blood is just the real deal ya' know!†
Ingen kommentarer:
Send en kommentar