magentalab

Trees are nothing than big ass sticks, i hear sunblock and all i think of is defensive karate stance. i want to do the moonwalk at nasa headquarters. i get medicine sick, how do you like me now penicillin, you bitch. i need time to stay useless. i want nick nolte to read me my bedtime stories. bear claws is not a name that should be associated with food, same goes for crawlers. ROCK-LOBSTER!!!! ROCK-LOBSTER!! so there is a sad story coming up do not read, if you want to stay on a good mood


so when i was eight years old there was this almost 600 pound woman that lived on the fourth floor of my apartment building and i only saw her a few times in my life. i remember my mother and grandmother saying she lived there by herself her whole life and that most of the people in the building made fun of her. her mother tortured her as a child and when she became an adult she tried killing herself but failed so she decided to eat herself to death. apparently that was taking too long so one day she managed to jump off the roof our projects. i remember seeing what used to be her body on the entrance to our building, it was her way of saying fuck you to everyone in the building and she left a stain in the cement. it took me a very long time to understand the purpose of that stain and what it meant in my life