*looking in the mirror at circle k* garshmo garshmo garshmo

I'm the handsomest boy in america

Counterpoint: And if you feel you're sinking, I will jump right over Into cold, cold water for you And although time may take us into different places I will still be patient with you And I hope you know I won't let go I'll be your lifeline tonight

Imagine hating me and I’m just chilling in my house moisturized from head to toe

i've received your coded messages garshmo i'll be assassinating the prime minister of mongolia shortly

I'll be your lifeline tonight which is also when the lonely stoner seems to free his mind

Imagine hating me and I’m just in the shower scrubbing my taint

I don't even understand how the fuck my Plug talk

No sinner is beyond redemption.

Not even kidding start throwing glitter at your haters

a little deleted tweet humor for you

I'm becoming cartoonishly trill

my bet is that underneath it all you have a good heart

texting the poop man for poop

Imagine hating me and I'm just in your childhood bedroom fucking your mom

avada kedavra just kidding

Who among you is prepared to nut shoulder-to-shoulder with the nutty professor?

Fun in the sun is illegal now

every Trilliam needs a jsn