11:34pm
31st January 2012
55 notes
tags:
sound is vibration
atmosphere
spawn
miss spawn
sean daley
sex
“I’ll grind you & your weak crew into beef stew, serve you with seafood, you can’t cloud my vision ‘cause you’re see through. You need to recognize the size of the atlas, you ain’t tall as half this, match this, pass what you practice. Obviously you can’t fuck with my tactics, you bastard, that’s why you breath fast, bitch, no need to ask”
