Corvus™

a friend of mine gave me a ring made out of a socket wrench, with the handle part almost sawed off, but there is still a blade-like piece on the circular socket wrench from where the handle used to be, pretty deadly weapon, pretty awesome ring.

the difference between me and women:
if a woman gets upset at me, she acts out against me.
if i get upset at a woman, i lash out against myself.

yeah, im just a shit person like that.

hi again

hi

what's your address i have vodka in my cabinet

arguing /w 12 year olds on a block game forum about a blockgame while completely wasted is a constant mood.

feel free to send me that bottle of vodka, it doesn't even have to be the expensive brands it could be one of those cheap ones, y'all can find m address if you scroll through my wall, just... get me something stong... please

this is why i try not to get drunk

if someone wants PLEASE send me a bottle of vodka i am in dire need of it.

mainly because my face is basically one giant chemical burn blister now but also because... oh forget it, y'all don't care just send me a fucking bottle of vodka please and thanks.

i just 360 noscoped a dude and killed in in a blok gaem im so kewl guyz enufbfrbvygr

screamy boi

hmm hello

y'know what? people always tell me "Jeff, you always assume the worst" or "Jeff, stop assuming the worst" y'know why i assume the worst? you really wanna know why? because i always receive the worst, time and time again, every. single. fucking. time i get my god damn hopes up about something, or someone, they show me why i hate humanity, they show me why i'm a violent, homicidal, ticking time bomb, why i'm a dangerous little fire bug with a fluctuating temper, they show my why i assume the worst of everyone.

because if i expect everyone to hurt, betray, or lie to me, i wont get disappointed.
and trust me, that's not even the "worst" it can get, if you think that's as bad as it can get, i envy you, because it means you haven't suffered like i have, you haven't bled, like i have, you haven't had every inch of strength zapped from you and forced to keep going, energy-less, just to keep breathing, just to keep your limbs intact.

yeah, i live near a bunch of rednecks, yes, i live in a shitty town, and yes my life is worst than yours, and yes i will complain about it, and i will continue to complain about it, until the entitlement you prepubescent man-children display daily, is drained from your body, mind, and soul, and burned away in a fire never to be seen again. now for the last FUCKING time! STOP. COMPLAINING!

this scene is a fucking mood

if i steal a bicycle does that count as automobile theft?