my swag is nerfed by antipsychotics, but if this is the nerfed level, you couldn't begin to imagine my swag off of them

People don’t often describe me as a god among men but when they do it makes me smile

The voices of the dead echo in my mind unable to comprehend any of them

I got bitched to say the least

Something very evil happened to me last night

Whenever the post says "translated from Portuguese," you know it's gonna be a heater

The horny posting will stop as antidepressants and HRT have assassinated my libido, but don't worry, this does not hinder my smoking posts

The deeper my hatred grows, the longevity of my love grows

nothing will top the night i smoked a cigarette on the top of a mountain and put it out on a girl's arm

i got cross faded and i think i'll be chasing that high for the rest of my life its like seeing the perfect movie for the first time nothing will ever top it

things have gotten quite polyamorus and i dont know if theres any going back from this

smoking cigs is the most proletarian thing you can do

im glad the war on twinks is happening

god speaks to all of us but most are too blind to see how he does it

i went from chud to bigger chud in the span of 4 weeks

good ol charlie how i hate HIM

I have very complex and multifarious emotions right about now, nothing a cigarette can't fix

They call me ciggy stardust

im craving Jojo Steel Ball Run more than nicotine right now

I haven’t felt the worms in my veins for a while now I think they drowned in my blood

I know hell and heaven are real because I have been contacted by both angels and demons

I post a lot about nicotine but it could be a lot worse I could be a puppy girl

Sharing cigarettes is good for you

I've given in to the propaganda, I do have the urge to put a cigarette out on someone

the new developments in my life have greatly hindered my goal of smoking cigarettes and playing overwatch

Sometimes I wonder if my life is hell and I don’t know I already died

My whole life is divine punishment

God has sadistic and hurtful ways of messing with me

america dies when people forget the lyrics to country roads