Y'all think y'all being deep quoting each other's insanity like this is profound when really it's just a clusterfuck of cringey copium. Can't even address me directly lmao. I promise you didn't know David Bushwick back when, but don't trip—I know you were just some tranny stan trying to ride my dick and now you can’t handle rejection. Sad!
Well, I'm off to Brooklyn to fuck a pornstar. Don't wait up, nerds. And yes, I have an invitation to wear a hat. From Dimes Square, bitch. The vampire castle will forever be the intersection of my intersections, my adjacency of adjacencies. I’m gonna piss in spite janitor's moans and listen to Rick and Morty theme song whilst riding black …