my hands are cold let me put them in your pants
i found an image that accurately describes my drive and motivation in life
This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?
On a very related note: NASA is still the most underfunded agency, restrained from what it’s become evolved to do…monitor the biosphere of Earth for the survival of well, everything. Just in case anyone needed reminded of this.
Not to mention…
if “barnacles” is a curse word in Spongebob, then how do you explain Barnacle Boy’s name
He’s a fuck boy
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE