worrrd, mango blunts, nutella, and paranoia. yeah this was in my back yard in our camper, so i was pretty watchful for them. hahaha this one time at band practice we had about 10 other people over and we had a huge session in the back of keiths gargage, and of course his mom busts in, and i cheesed it out the door before she could even notice who was all in there, then walked back in the gargage like i was outside takin a piss. im the only one who she doesnt ahte anymore.
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Its not just dancing "bro" and you're not just "going off" because you're "stoked" on some "sick" band with "crucial" breakdowns. You're not "accidentally" hitting people. But even if you are, thats like putting perfume on a pile of sh1t and calling it a fuking rose. I've had enough excuses. I won't eat sh1t anymore.
THIS ENDS NOW!
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