unhinged

crichur

The voices, man… They’re becoming more prominent. Telling me to do things. They’re starting to make sense, man. What am I supposed to do? It makes sense, it’s rational, so it’s right. The voices are becoming something more. They’re becoming something so much more. The world isn’t ready for what’s to come. I can feel them clawing their way out. I feel them forcing their way through my every inside. A little tune begins… something is happening. You don’t get it. You won’t get it. You just won’t. Not until it happens. Then you won’t know what to do, man. You won’t ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ know what to do. Get ready. The rain is starting to pour.

IF YOU WERE KILLED TOMORROW, I WOULDN'T GO TO YOUR FUNERAL CUZ I'D BE IN JAIL FOR KILLING THE DAMB DUDE THAT KILLED YOU!


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WE ARE TRUE HOMIE'S...
WE RIDE TOGETHER...
WE DIE TOGETHER...
Send this gun to everyone you care about including me if you care about me. See how many times you get this, if you get 12 your a 'TRUE HOMIE'.

Orm... you are added me? brother... what the damn! im stiging here, eastin my food in my haimted dungeon and you are added me/ ? My macaroni and cheese got cold because I had to look at this and think, damn! wow! what! buy me new macaroni bro... or dark things will come your way...

I see your picture, you know the rest