i may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented i forgot where i was going with this
“Drop the beat, Skrillex!”
But Skrillex doesn’t drop the beat. Instead, he clutches it in his hands, unable to let it go, dooming the fate of the world in his greed.
“Drop the beat, Skrillex,” repeats a desperate Samwise Gamgee, “please.”
They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine
They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am
They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am
I’ve decided I want to be cremated. Not when I die, just whenever. Surprise me.