Hey I'm the apocalypse nice to meet you

They say stay in your lane boy but I'm on the boulevard of broken dreams it's nine in the afternoon and I've got a bulletproof heart- so hum hallelujah just off the key of reason. We stare at broken clocks, their hands don't turn anymore, because we're lost forever//lost together- and if you can't hang then there's the door baby. It just takes some time, little girl, in the middle of the ride while we're stealing people's mail. You're the master of puppets and I'm a walking disaster, the son of a bastard. I got something to say: I killed your baby today, and I am aware that I am an asshole, I really don't care about all of that though. Today is the greatest: my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so hold on Holy Ghost, go on hold me close. Texas is forever but I guess that's just the irony of choking on a lifesaver. 

You better MakeDamnSure you follow me cause I follow back (unless you're an asshole or really creepy or something)

My comments are mostly whatever random thought was passing through my head at the time

I regret 90% of the things I say

Do I have a life? No but I got cheez whiz

I saw FOB live once and I honestly believe it was the best thing that has ever happened to me is that pathetic 

Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm gonna grow up to be a serial killer but a lot of the time I don't think I'll ever get that far

Slytherin and proud 

A bulletproof vest isn't an oxygen mask (don't worry, you can still suffocate the future)

I used to have a bunch of stuff about myself here on my bio but I'm just gonna be honest now I don't know shit about myself

The world is fucked up so try to have a bit of fun