GET UP OUT MY HOUSE, I KNOW YOU'RE BOTH LYING. YOU LOOK OLDER THAN YOUR AGE, AND YEAH, I THINK YOU'RE DYING. I'LL SHOOT YOU IN MY YARD, I LOVE TO HEAR CRYING. GET UP OUT MY HOUSE BITCH, I AIN'T BRYAN.
I COULD HAVE SWORN THAT I FIXED MYSELF CAUSE I READ A BUNCH OF SHIT ABOUT MENTAL HEALTH. BUT THEN I TOOK ANOTHER DRINK AND I SAID I FELT LIKE I DON'T NEED TO THINK ABOUT NOTHING OR THE THINGS THAT I DO.
INSIDE I APPROGATE DIP, TASHOBULECTIONS, FLIP. IT'S SO GUHDAYO, MY NOHSE SUN DAHBAYSHUN SHRIMP. INSIDE I APPROGATE DIP, WECTION FRIP, IT'S SOBUHDAYO. THE GOSE TUN THE BAE DUN SWIP
I THINK OF SPLATTERING AND SHATTERING THESE SPRAYED OUT THINGS. IF I GET BORED ENOUGH, I'M ORDERING UP THE BIG ICE CREAM. I TRIED TO SHUT UP MY DUMB BUTT WITH GAINS AND GRAINS. THIS HURTFUL FOOD, INFLICT CHOW PAIN.
THE CRACK ON THE STAIRCASE I SMOKED OUT OF BOREDOM, MY KITCHEN IS FILLED WITH MEAT AND CHLOROFORM, SQUIRMING COLORS METASTASIZE, UPON VIEWING THE WORLD THE FETUS EATS ITS OWN EYES