supposed to get a good job and make lots of friends.
but all I wanna do is smoke meth and burn shit.
gotta get laid, get a girlfriend make lots of grandchildren for my mom to play with.
but all I do is spend money on dope, play video games and dream of cutting my dick off high on benzos.
I like cute girls and stuff that explodes. But the police don't like me. And I don't like them.
I just want to fill my day with triangles, guns, LSD and cats.
The entire world is fucked. everyone wants someone else to do something, go out and make money or you will die.
But I'm not dead. I'm more alive than any of you will ever be.
blare Peach Kelli Pop, DEVO, sperglords and chiptunes at 6am same songs on repeat for over 2 weeks. Chug coffee, beedrill and forget to pay the rent.
Just another day living life as a triangle. Hope I'll be homeless soon so I can have lots of more crazy adventures. I hope we can chop off some heads when we do that meetup.
I'm gonna live forever. The only way it won't happen is if I stop now while I'm ahead. Everyone waiting for me to become normal and sober again but secretly inside my head I am waiting for
the earth to explode and everyone except triangles to die in a horrible continental fire. FUCKING DIE ALREADY.. OR SHOULD I START THE FIRE EARLY????
This world belongs to the trianglists, everyone else is just a guest. Join now or die forever.
