Captain.Heroin
Bluelight Crew
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- Nov 3, 2008
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good morning keeping; I hope you are well.
He realized no cat would debase itself to true proletarian existence--although they serve no dogs or masters, they expect you to scoop up their shit.
(Guillotinette, is the answer to your question)
As to all the bourgeoisie!
'two weeks with the same old jeans on, i know you wanna die baby this is your theme song'
you should really check out his soundcloud - makes me cry like a lil bitch every time.
smoking a fat rockin his memory too man. RIP Peep
I'll leave to look into Lil Peep.
Plastic French Nobility--may their blood lubricate your libations:
Did you construct this miniature guillotine? That's pretty damn cool, I love carpentery projects.The cats were spared--keeping the vermin in check is service enough to mankind; pest control of another sort was always the aim of "antifa":
Plastic French Nobility--may their blood lubricate your libations:
I have been in tears all day today... for hours and hours... it's natural sadness with meaning, I haven't felt sad like this in a long while.
I really need my brother right now and I'll be seeing him later today.
Bob Villa is my uncle! the creepy, molest-you-with-duct tape kind, to judge by my carpentry skillz.
I really DID, however, build a mini guillotine as a HS freshmen (what else do English teachers expect when they make teen boys read "A Tale of Two Cities?"). It was more on the popsicle stick-level of craftsmanship, though.
BUT, the coolest part for me is that to put enough weight on the razor blade to decapitate baby carrots, I actually melted down some lead and had it set in a mold I built. I'm sure it's just a coincidence that my grades went to shit right after.