today
sometimes i wake up and i’m like “YO GOD!” and god is like “”SUP SON!?” and i’m like “YO GOD! i’m sick, like a fucking head cold n’ shit. please help me beat the shit out of this day.” and god is like “FOR YOU SON! SHIT ANYTHING” and BAM! together we wail the fuck out of wednesday. then we cuddle up close at night giggling a bit like kids who stole something no one will miss.
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