For your sake

My moms was never a nice person she still isnt beaten up with the guilt of the enabler! I can’t look her in the eye any more to asshamed of the $100,000 of dollara of debt.

The best i can do is kill someone people and erase some records, useing a severd head as proof of what happens when you fuck wirth my family

Yes i know its her own fault

But she put me on this earth sent me to learn from the wind and lighting i never learnt conflict resolution there, there never was conflict only that old world respect real g’s have. All the glad handing and hand shakes i never knows whos going to use what codes these days! So i dont even bother anologing the higherarc it’s all a metaphore for how i walk

How i roll

How i run my world ragged


Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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