my music resonates at a frequency that prevents the (further) growth of mold. this is easily scientifically proven
to put simply, i am a revolutionary, both ahead of and behind my own time in every aspect.
everybody wants me for my indestructeable autistic rizz.
the stars alligned the day i was born, and animals sang in chorus.
im trapped in a body that smells like old spice, & cant spell. i'd be much better off as sheet music. i will reincarnate as a singing saw
im forced to use the internet becuase im too shy to be a troubadour.
im a teenage prodigy with unrecognised talent.
i procrastinate everything because i get easily distracted
oris, please add more shirtless guys to your website, more fag tummy, my life depends on it. im literally dying right now