I'm gonna write ice a letter and tell them to cool it off
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I'm gonna write ice a letter and tell them to cool it off
My momma did that
When the kids ask the cartel questions
Don't you know I'm gator?
Kid: what's that mean
(kids always wanting to know what stuff means)
Exactly, what's that mean.
Kid: don't that mean you pet alligators?
No but I pet your mom. She loves gator.
Kid: is that why she's crying
That's exactly why she's crying, get your smooth ass out of her.
(titled: you aren't gator)
(when the cartel gets involved nothing is funny)
Look me in the eye when I'm talking to you
*points at forehead*
When the cartel makes you retarded,
No I ain't kidding
I have to show you a magic trick.
It's meth.
I work for the cartel.
The bathroom light was off. Hoody was gone.
Keys been missing for awhile.
They did it again 😞
She stares at rrb stars every night and trips to Paris for suicide with a cop waiting for capture
Is your soul okay?
no, next question
Not wrong to go crazy when that happens. It's rare enough.
She sat there, thinking what if I didn't.
I arrived. I made it to the house. once inside I stood against the wall, wallpaper flat to my back. Finger tips brushing the grit of the wall as I register what sounded like footsteps. I'm waiting for my eyes to adjust before I enter any particular room. Finally I'm able to peel myself from the wall. Unsure why I'm here, I wonder into the room.
Nothing unordinary and the floor didn't creak. I notice the radio.
It was left on when the power went out. The bed has those quilted blankets that I like, like from cracker barrel.
I visited my partner's house today.
Found nothing.
Just evidence of a missing family.
“I want to lay like this forever, until the sky falls down on me…” [ X ] 🌟