I just realized how fucked I am in March…..a majority of my friends and family have their birthday in March…..and I’m gonna go broke…..I shouldn’t hate them for being born in March…….I hate their parents for choosing to have sex in July.
I wrote a poem called “Raw Mushrooms”
Raw Mushroom Raw Mushroom
Ya taste like shit ya digg
Raw Mushroom Raw mushroom
Ya taste better cooked
Raw Mushroom Raw Mushroom
Go fuck yourself
