Thank you, buup.
Let’s fucking do this.
We can all dream of such an optimistic future for you and I?
Totes.
You touch me, he dies.
More of the same.
A young meth addict’s diary
Sup narc?
Yep, you guessed it. They all do cocaine.
Drugs.
"For the last time, I do not know where you get acid."
You wanna feel like a kid again?
It’s not the DJs I hate, it’s their fans.
Lego.