I’m fully dressed and was about to walk out and explore a foreign city. I went to turn off the tv and randomly flipped the channel before I did and boom. This cat was talking about a family member who was murdered who had the same name as me then the camera focused on RIP 86\*/98 inside a heart drawn on the concrete.
i definitely move the same way. peep this. when i was little, the village had come down with the plague and everyone was droppin dead like flies and none of the medicine was working. And everyone in there had to wear garlic ice around our necks bc folks was coming back as vampires and suckin blood and shaft for money. the people back then was real religious and they was saying that it was the work of a Witch brehs, the Witch of the Woods. so one night my grandfather fell ill and since i had been born under the sign of the warrior, which is the sign of the true mack, the elders called me in there and they said that only i could save the village brehs. they gave me the magic sword, the one forged from the blood of the godkiller's bones, which was stronger than all things, even the magic of the devil himself. then they sent me into the forest on the darkest night of the year.
my quest was to find the witch and straight assassinate her bytch ass and there was powerful magic at work in them woods, scantily clad bytches dancin and twerkin while wolves howled and My Perogative played on 8 Track and the grey mists had risen from the swamplands while the moon was high, yellow, and full. i made my way and soon enough the forest parted and there in the clearing was the cottage of the Witch Melvin and i seen it was made of gnarled wood and black stone brehs, and there was smoke rising from the chimney and the crying of children came from within and then thunder boomed and lightning flashed and i seen the clearing lit up and it was cats with the heads of ostriches walkin around on their back legs, crying like human kids, with their heads facing the skies. so i took out the sword and held that bytch out and it glowed and they fell back at the approach of a mufukkin OG so i crept closer, and closer, and closer, and as i got to the doorway, i heard a ragged voice, like leaves through a graveyard on the coldest day of fall, and it said......
tune in for my next post to read the rest lol:littlesister:
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