If there's nothing missing in her life Then why do her tears come at night

So fucking chill today. Like you have no idea. Me and Mike went to a park and scared little children. We found these old bed sheets and we wrapped ourselves up in them from head to toe with only our eyes showing through. Kinda like Arabic women or whatever. But then we would just choose a random kid and follow them around in a creepy manner. It was way more funny than it sounds. Mike was a real dirtbag though. There was a twelve year old boy right and Mike was just trailing his ass like there was no tomorrow, so the kid screamed and mike was all

“You better scream, you pointless mother fucker!”

I couldn’t stop laughing. I was seriously doubled over in laughter, but then mike did a creepy walk and staring right over me and then I ripped my sheet. It was so fun. Then we threw bologna at kids for a while. It stuck right to their faces. Then we just went home and toilet papered some bitch’s house. Ruckus and girls.

-Drake Tonguedownyour Throte

PILE IT BITCH

P.s. When we went back to Mike’s house, his sister was watching general conference and. I think. I think I want to put God in my life. Or at least some kind of meaning. Or purpose. Like why am I here on earth? What’s my mission? What do I need to do to make the biggest impact on the lives of others? Do I need God to find that out or do I just need to soul search? How do I find out who I am and why I’m here and what I need to do? That was a little random, yeah? Yeah, well so is your face J