I’m a **** brilliant multitalented aerialist who has three degrees plays four instruments and is regularly harassed by idiots (except at work because I’m the boss) I write poetry to keep from murdering people just so there’s no confusion
it’s a gorgeous day my heart is full of Red Bull I am cracking my wrists I am cracking my neck I am flexing my muscles (which can be seen for miles) I am feeling like the day
don’t end up on the wrong side of my tracks it’s a dangerous neighborhood over there but there’s lots of signs to keep you safe if you’re the sort to pay attention