Miss me? No? I don’t give a fuck. But fill me in on what I missed.

Shut the fuck up. What the hell happened to you? You look like a cheap rip off of KFC’s Halloween promotion. Scratch that. You look more like Big Bird after a shopping spree at Hot Topic.

You follow me around like a lost puppy. Your jokes aren’t funny. You’re just plain weird. And whenever we go out, you always pick the shittiest restaurants.

You. All. Suck.

The best way to someone’s heart? Through their chest. Or throats if you have lengthy arms.

Hello and goodbye. Baus will get angry if I take too long of a break.

Your ass is flat. Just like the earth.

// I don’t want to be fired. It’s a pain to get hired. And I’m feeling kind of tired.

Your jokes are still as shittier as ever.

// I need rest. I need coffee.

I’m back. Bitches.

Yo wtf. Chill the fuck out, chicken.

Right. Sorry.

Suck it

Tumbleslut?

Fuck y’all.

Sad. Just fucking stop banning.

Aight. Lockdown has me going fuckint crazy. But I’m back bitches.

// that awkward moment when you almost get kicked out of a fucking restaurant because you and your friend don’t respect the crosses on the seats. Luckily those idiots bought the story that we’re siblings because holy fuck I was gonna lose my shit.

// oh, right. I’m fine. Quarantine was shit. I’ll come back one day. Idk. Adam’s already bothered me enough to show up here.