'my daddy he disowned me cause i wear my sister's clothes... he caught me in the bathroom with a pair of panty hoes!'
-cheech and chong's up in smoke

fight for your life
make me cry
hurt me good
break me like your horse
make me yours
i'll follow your lead
make me happy

i want a family im safe in

flying bowler hats as spaceships

cardinal commanding respect

I think I really appreciate that I have so many enemies. I know they all hate me for the right reasons.

beetlejuice wrote a book of life in my dream and it was my bible. he grew and sobered and no longer asshatted himself up his butt, but instead up the butts of ignorance. no one believed me, like no one believes conspiracy theories. only I knew how true his words were. he was my role model as a child. He must represent myself in dreams. I hope i meet him one day there and can speak to him, truly speak to myself.
who are you?