Jacobwustnerfrom liquid virginity sprang for a feeble minded simple boy of infinity
died his eyes wide open and drank the cup of mini-tea and sat content with the bend of scent on wings of friendly ant knees. the singing be full on strong with hints of coffee and hits from the bong. come play and train on my lawn so soft with clover and alfalfa, and eat til the nevers come. fanatics of emphasis on the back beat of pretentiousness, the hecklers get fed to the elephant pits. To be stomped and tromped on until the compost comes to loam, and beetles collect the dust of where the humans once roamed. and a onceler finally croaks his last moan, where tears and herbs and death are now alone, to dance until the great bones are thrones for the saved souls thrown to the key players tune. drugs, music, food, beautiful women, life, death and unknowing
JacoblysonI'm 24, straight as a motherfucking arrow, and take shit from nobody. I love to get my drink on and my smoke on while being in good company. Fuckin, Drinkin, poppin, snortin, smokin, rockin and whatever the fuck I want