One day I was about to do my usaul homicide at a mental facility where all the fuckin losers from my highschool years were living, of course my friends were here with me and we had crafted an absolutely swagtastic plan, we were gonna run in there and there would be fire and shit then as I walked outside to start blazing everything, the I saw 5 other boys dressed in black, a black van parked right next to our black van, I realised these boys were planning the same thing,
"FUCK OFF THIS IS OUR HOMICIDE!"
"HELL NAW IT ISN'T BITCH!" I hear a boy with an irish accent reply, two of my friends scream and I relaise it's one direction. Fuck. My. Life, why couldn't it be tame impala?
In the end we ended up comitting homicide with one direction and I killed them at the end then I was ravenously eaten by my two best friends, Hannah and Grace, for killing them!
The end mother fuckers
