WE ONLY USE LEASHES BECAUSE DOGS CANT HOLD HANDS
Slam poetry. Yelling. Angry. Waving my hands a lot. Specific point of view on things. Cynthia. Cyn-thi-a. Jesus died for our Cynthia’s. Jesus cried. Runaway bride. Julia Roberts. Julia rob-hurts. Cynthia. Mmmmm Cynthia, you’re dead. You are dead. Be boop beep you’re dead.
I don’t really forgive people I just pretend like its ok and wait for my opportunity to destroy them
"tell us about your tattoos"
"ok well first off here is the 420 tombstone on my leg which symbolizes me smoking weed until i die"
this is the police. open up. tell me something about yourself, don’t be afraid