Since the review of #TheLoveAlbum, I recorded FOUR MORE Mastery's. All relevant, all timeless. Just under pen names I haven't properly introduced. I can't wait until y'all get a dose of this dope.
I'm so excited for the end of year festivities. I'm gonna come out of my shell, from in my cocoon. You're gonna love it.
I pray for everyone. My fellow Goths and my Hollywood counterparts. But I am of the darkness. The very darkness you shun. I am a combination of Slipknot and Korn in the shell of a awkward sized 40-year old Negro male. Gothizm oozes from my pores, staining my pink polos. My grooming habits don't bespeak my handsomeness. And I am seriously fighting the urge to carve again.
I miss you, God.
Come back to me.
Damn. I probably shouldn't have wrote that I want to carve. I want to do it more.
If I do decide to do it, I won't slit the main vein. I just gotta feel again.
Whatever. I'm okay.
Being a Master comes with pain.
Expect a drop soon.
#beseated