SK84LAIF

IZ GOOS'D FOUR YEW

Some would skate to not just give a fuck.

DUCK.

Some would skate to destroy things.

BUT WHAT d00d? THE WHOLE WORLD IS YOUR SKATEPARK.

PIZZA PAWNS PRAWNS IN PORN

PIZZA PARTY UP THIS BITCH

At this point in time, there's NO LONGER a STURDY proportion to the word RANDOM.

What is random, is what's funny. And what's funny, is when you laugh. AND WITH THAT SENTENCE ALONE ; I HAVE, will, was, were, would forever be TIME-WARPING.

I am at a state, of KNOWING EVERYTHING, without even doing ANYTHING.

Thus, GOOGLE (yes, your office is awesome ; you better let me enter it one day or the other).

DERP.

-

ANYHOO.

Imagine life to have infinite loopholes, of KNOWING you are particularly good-looking ; IS ENOUGH to let someone KNOW, of SOMETHING.

I am in Malaysia, and I am CAPABLE of engineering a silent nuclear bomb without wanting to even detonate it.

THUS, A BUILDING IS SAVED.

What is this bullcrap that has been stinkin' up the whole of INDIA.

A REAL MAN, would use that, to let it dry that under the sun, to make a slightly-smelly poop which in turn would turn into clay.

PEOPLE LIVING UNDER THOSE DOMES ; without having the slightest hint that it's COW POOP that they're living in because it's been in a slushy swirly mix of CEMENT.

SO, WHEN IT'S A NICE HOUSE TO LIVE IN ; along with the swirly swishy mixture of (STOP THINKING) of that, thus that.

I am NOT God, I WILL NEVER CLAIM THAT I AM.

Because with what I've learned, with WHAT, I HAVE GONE THROUGH ; I'd know by a hunch, the slightest one at that TO KNOW ; the kind that would think death means the complete obliteration of my soul OR, to think someone was/is/were/will think of me in the present, past, future.

I AM HERE, TO KNOW, THAT I HAVE BEEN TO PLACES THAT I LOVE GOING.

(not you, sorry)

BUT, I CAN SENSE ALL ATOMS AND QUARKS OF ALL LIVING THINGS - I know.

Psychic, and SIDE-KICK ; are TWO different words ; and THEY CARRY meanings so vastly different that I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT (or even two) on parties that I don't even need to go. WHILE I WAS THERE ; meanwhile derp is derping derpz.

HI.

The end.

PIZZA PARTY UP THIS BITCH

At this point in time, there's NO LONGER a STURDY proportion to the word RANDOM.

What is random, is what's funny. And what's funny, is when you laugh. AND WITH THAT SENTENCE ALONE ; I HAVE, will, was, were, would forever be TIME-WARPING.

I am at a state, of KNOWING EVERYTHING, without even doing ANYTHING.

Thus, GOOGLE (yes, your office is awesome ; you better let me enter it one day or the other).

DERP.

-

ANYHOO.

Imagine life to have infinite loopholes, of KNOWING you are particularly good-looking ; IS ENOUGH to let someone KNOW, of SOMETHING.

I am in Malaysia, and I am CAPABLE of engineering a silent nuclear bomb without wanting to even detonate it.

THUS, A BUILDING IS SAVED.

What is this bullcrap that has been stinkin' up the whole of INDIA.

A REAL MAN, would use that, to let it dry that under the sun, to make a slightly-smelly poop which in turn would turn into clay.

PEOPLE LIVING UNDER THOSE DOMES ; without having the slightest hint that it's COW POOP that they're living in because it's been in a slushy swirly mix of CEMENT.

SO, WHEN IT'S A NICE HOUSE TO LIVE IN ; along with the swirly swishy mixture of (STOP THINKING) of that, thus that.

I am NOT God, I WILL NEVER CLAIM THAT I AM.

Because with what I've learned, with WHAT, I HAVE GONE THROUGH ; I'd know by a hunch, the slightest one at that TO KNOW ; the kind that would think death means the complete obliteration of my soul OR, to think someone was/is/were/will think of me in the present, past, future.

I AM HERE, TO KNOW, THAT I HAVE BEEN TO PLACES THAT I LOVE GOING.

(not you, sorry)

BUT, I CAN SENSE ALL ATOMS AND QUARKS OF ALL LIVING THINGS - I know.

Psychic, and SIDE-KICK ; are TWO different words ; and THEY CARRY meanings so vastly different that I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT (or even two) on parties that I don't even need to go. WHILE I WAS THERE ; meanwhile derp is derping derpz.

HI.

The end.

-

I'm in the mood for murder.

THE HAMMURGER


Slice buttocks as buns.

1/2 BRAIN RELISH

DICKS AS PICKLES.

FINGERS FOR FRIES.

and ketchup.



DONE
AND

DERP

DERP

CAPTAIN HOOK ON HIS DECK
(what happened to Peter Pan tho?)

I can live on my own,

When all threads have been clearly sown.

I do not care on mediocrity.

This prick, is electricity.

Have a blast of the past.

I am now a stranger, I'm okay with being last.

AW.

SHUT UP.

DEATH DANCES ON DERPIAN'S DRIPS DERPS

WHO WOULD'VE GUESSED, DOING THE SPLIT HURTS THE BALLS LIKE NO ONE'S BUSINESS

Let me on a little story. I AM NOT a KID anymore. THE DISGUSTING things you guys would do TO DETERMINE, who belongs to whom and who's not.

WOMB.

Cigarettes ; or fags as we like to call em'

They'd only plan to do this and that to KNOW what AM I holding BEHIND bars.

If they want the SECRET so bad. THEY NEED TO KNOW, respect is bought ; not EARNED.

The greatest commandments of war ; THEY DO NOT DIE.

Black and white? Grainy videos? Broken I-PHONES?

YERP ; it's the energy they have been put on hold since the BEGINNING of TIME.

My senses are so keen, I can KILL with just a single strand of a thread.

PIANOS? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You fags wants to grow up so fast that ; you don't even know how to operate one without having the VINE WIRES, be snapping to catch you IN a GRAND PIANO

HAHAHAH. You LOST me again.

Hide and seek? COUNT TO A MILLION. Then ONLY, I'd be there.

I have a secret.

I used to be so broke, til' this "MOM" of mine TRIES to take all from me.

I do not show mercy, I do not show remorse.

I NOW, how one looks like and how one would die, by JUST looking at em.

MARRIED TO THE MUSIC? DUDE. THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT.

Paranoierps, will forever be that.

I AM NOT CRAZY, and I AM NOT INSANE.

IN ORDER ; to be sane. You must get IN, the SANE PLAIN. Which ALL of you SINNERS ; woul be teleported to as we speak.

You can't handle heat. You can't handle ANYTHING.

Ingredients of a faggot ;

DUDES THAT JUST CAN'T SHUT THE FUCK UP.

We've all been bred with blood, to be pure. THUS ; you guys not getting any pussy since FOREVER.

I WON BY JUST TYPING.

You lost by trying so many times and not just gonna any.

HERMHERMHERM.

Sup.

I know.

I can't skate now. I have a vision, that if I do ; MY BONES WILL BE BROKEN.

Where they'd use it like chalk, to crush us and existence. Thus that.

THIS IS THE DAY TO STAY INDOORS. BUT, skaters that can LIVE with the heat. THEY SHALL.

So, I ain't going nowhere TIL' I SAY SO.

I am at home, sucking a fag and be drink'n wa'r.

GO!

- derp

Derping derp drilling dibs.

By death, you would not win.

By debt, you'd not get out clean.

By deaf, you'd not hear blasphemy.

By fleeing, you'd not taste victory.

DERP

Hunged Happiness Halt Hazim HALT

This is in someone's thought. THUS ;

I am at the point of no remorse. Not entirely that I have given up on emotions, as those are delicate dolls of delicacy (Insert purr'awr'n noises) . Which, would revert myself back to a normal kid who just wants to live his GODDAMNED life, without NO back-prickers [back-packers?] <- FUCK YEAH.

Yerp, I have lived long enough to realize that, I - CAN, live without a phone, or phones. Just as long, I am not removed from all existence (which, at this point in time ; someone would toast on my death).

What's hickkity-hiccup'y funny is that ; you CAN'T kill a person. If you slit, a throat. It'd be alive, no matter WHAT. Even when the crimson river, would flow out of someone's meat-case ; it'd form whatever, in that split-second of somewhat ; serenity. (Necrophiliacs, are different tho). Because at that point in time, the SOUL, would embark on a different level of consciousness. Because, you JUST ; can't die.

Let's look at it this way, you slaughter chickens ; and they become niggers' favourite post-sweat'n munchies. THAT, doesn't MEAN, that chickens would be GONE, from existence.

Cannibalism, is the WORST. They'd, be SO curious on HOW would human flesh tastes like, he/or she would start self-mutilation. Then, they'd realize ; the meat tickles the taste-bud, in a different dimension. THUS, REAL ; cannibals, would only hunt down sinners, and would put extra salt and pepper, and all that.

GOD, is so MERCIFUL, that ; even the most ruthless act of cannibalism, done by the most merciless of massacre-driven axe-swingin', kitchen knife flingin' chief of particular tribes.

Their sensory organs, would adapt so fast ; that (inversely proportional to the modern society) people would take them as monsters.

And that is when, they smell fear, and humiliation. And the sense of not knowing what to do anymore.

So, they eat other meat for the time being, but that indigestible hunch of munching sweet human flesh (of sinners) would still linger around the air.

Thus, they'd smell fear. And with fear, they'd sense that the victim's shivering.

Let's say, they'd found a girl, getting gang-raped, and be left there all alone. THE CHIEF, would KNOW ; what had happened to her. THUS ; making her the temporary princess of the tribe. Just so, she's protected for the time being.

THIS ; would make tribes smarter, with the girl explaining that there's a LOT of GOOD FOOD, at the other side of town.

And, that is EXACTLY, when PLANES, and CHOPPERS ; would be super-heroes for a day.

"GET TO THE CHOPPAH" - Said Arnold Shwartzhnaniniegrr (sorry)

Thus, the girl ; being the princess of the tribe would later benefit so MUCH to the society ; that the tribe (and the army) <- BOY YOU DO NOT WANT TO MESS AROUND WITH THEIR POISONOUS FROG TIPPED ARROWS AND SPEARS

Thus, they'd derp.