I study the patterns of my past regrets so I can make it into emo music.
Don’t forget us when ya become famous and all tha
I smoke weed. I forget everything
Maybe this will be a song I write
Imma remind ya but alas ya gonna look thru us cos ya forgot us
I could never forget you Nash… you owe me $50
Phew he forgot the zeroes 😮💨
Nah, I been secretly taking photos and paying for the rest of the debt that way.
I know about your rubber ducky
I never said anything about a bathtub -kick a bottle of baby oil towards you-
Slips. Falls. Break neck great 🙄now I’m dead.
I still can get money for it. -sprinkles takis on you-
Bahahahah ya a business man after all
We don’t let goods go to waste around here in these parts. -rolls you up and lets you sit to rise-
Mate imma get nightmares 😭😭😭
Least you’ll finally do what I’ve always wanted you to do. Dream of me! -puts on a mask and goes to select a deadly weapon-
I’m not even jokin 😭 i alr sleep wit lights on, ya prolly soul mating the red birb
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