yesterday I was praising myself & I was so confident & I heard myself tell you devil clearly to get the fuck out it's your lucky night a soul is badly hurt so my door is way opened please if you would enjoy bringing your entourage death never had to knock in fact death was kind enough to come visit me two years ago interesting way of showing of his new toys shiny Glock to the side of my brain 🧠 he definitely was far from affended me sitting on the toilet 🚽 doing my usual quite moment of getting away from the world 🌍 panties down wrapped around my thighs. pants to the floor death is rude barging into my own bathroom Glock to my head i felt more content than ever my eyes lifted up saying what is taking you so long pussy is what death is