On a mountain of skulls,
F/k/a “Canada”
in a castle of pain,
A/k/a “his parents’ basement”
here I sit on a throne of blood.
I.e., a toilet full of digested Froot Loops and cherry Kool-Aid.
On a mountain of skulls,
F/k/a “Canada”
in a castle of pain,
A/k/a “his parents’ basement”
here I sit on a throne of blood.
I.e., a toilet full of digested Froot Loops and cherry Kool-Aid.