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These sneakers are hella tight
as they say
Abraham Lincoln was a president of the United States.

He is angry because someone's foot is kicking his text bubble.
I got hit in the head by a pigeon today.

Comfort. They're fucking begging for it.

Coming soon to theaters near you.

I want to know your plans.

I can't bring myself to draw pants on him.
And with infernal diction, I will announce thee thusly:
I'm your
cursed
God.

up and down like arcs of rampant lightning

like an icycle
Of the holy child
Cure the plague
Cinderella's
Big
Score
I'm taking a turn
but it's not for you or I
rather for those around
who do not stare, but
certainly - care