glizzymcguire
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Just in case that is what's going on, I live out of spite. I'm not gonna make "them" happyIt's fucking brutal man
Just in case that is what's going on, I live out of spite. I'm not gonna make "them" happyIt's fucking brutal man
i'll have to spend some time looking into it
Me tooJust in case that is what's going on, I live out of spite. I'm not gonna make "them" happy
That’s just a. A fact though. This is why erenyeager is godly and can’t DIEYou may google about quantum immortality out of boredom. It is exactly about that. Shitty theory but may scare someone.
Sex does not exist. Everyone is in on it to make you want this fictional made up goal, same as heaven. Be a good goy and you will go to heaven. Be a productive drone, go through humiliation rituals, and you will get pussy. Have you ever seen sex? Me neither. "But there is footage, there is PORN" you may argue. Yeah? Have you seen The Lord of The Rings? Do you believe in hobbits and dragons?
Kido, Kido (K-K-Kido on the beat, better run it back)
Fuckin' Robitussin
I don't know why this shit got me lazy right now, yeah
Can't do Percocets or Molly (Molly)
I'm turnin' one, tryna live it up here right, right, right
Baby, you can ride it, ooh, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like, "Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place
You don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight, speaks to me
I don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight, speaks to me
('Cane on it)
Yeah
Yeah (yeah)
I can make it hurricane on it ('cane on it)
Hunnid bands, make it rain on it (rain on it)
Tie it up, put a chain on it (chain on it)
Make you tattoo my name on it (name on it), oh
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
Let's GoPro and make a video, yeah (yeah)
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
Let's GoPro and make a video (video)
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Baby, you can ride it, ooh, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like, "Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place
You don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight, speaks to me
I don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight, speaks to me
('Cane on it)
('Cane on it)
('Cane on it)
Baby, you can ride it, ooh, yeah (Molly, Molly)
And you be like, "Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care (Molly, Molly)
It's way too thought out to be unharmonious.
Every little gag that is thrown in the center.
It's one thing to the next, and endless things are never changing.
What can I look forward to?
This feels like one drawn out eternal play.
To give about and ask to be, a worn out drown about and see.





