spadewashere

Man life is starting to get worse again

MY MOM IS TRYING TO GET ME OUT OF THE HOUSE HELP MEEEE

I finished 3 attacks on artfight and my back hurts now cry cry cry cry cry

SMOOCHES /j

hi hi hi I hihih hello Spade

Why am I always wet bro

Come and get me outta this town, oh now
          Come and save me
          Come and rescue me from this giant hotel full of bones and babies
          Take a look at yourself, a look that will sell
          Call your aunt about the teeth she abandoned
          Yeah, well, she placed them in a can and canned 'em
          It's the same as any day now
          Except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs
          Yeah, you're going upstairs
          It's an upstairs harmony
          And when you get there you can write a song to keep you company
          There are good things
          There are good things to eat
          And tonight we're eating meat (goody, goody, goody)
          There's a couple of things I should tell you about
          That the fuckers wouldn't sell cause they're too cheap to tell
          It's the men who feed on human being
          And they dawdle about, with their bellies hanging out
          You can wash your fingers but they never leave
          You can bite your tongue but it turns them on
          And when you're ready to go, they'll pinch at your sides
          And they'll make you recite brilliant songs about the symphony
          I hate their skin and I hate their trees
          And their yards that they wrap with their plastics and greens
          And their white houses, the goddamn white teeth
          And the chemicals drenched on the hair that they squeeze
          I hate their sex and the brats that they breed
          And the air that they breathe
          And they hated me
          And they hated me
          And they hated me
          And they hated me
          And they hated me
          But then they ate me
          And then they ate me
          And they thought I was tasty
          Well then they ate me
          And then they ate me
          And they thought I was tasty
          Well then they ate me
          And then they ate me
          And they thought I was tasty
          Well then they ate me
          And then they ate me
          And they thought I was tasty
          Thought I was tasty
          Thought I was tasty
          Thought I was tasty

Everyone follow me on artfight before I eat your toes

Guys NEVER play Ivan mpreg obby and then at the end go into that thing that says “don’t go inside” you’ll be teleported to the backrooms and Ivan will chase you at full speed playing black sorrow at full volume I swear I pissed myself and my toes clenched harder than they ever have before

Meow