So if you ever feel totally mutilated after a night and day of hanging out with strange bedfellows...you need to BOOK it to the city, set yourself up with a couple rails of ketamine cut with cocaine then wash the drip down with a tall can of Pabst and 2 xanax. It SHOULD do the trick (and by trick i mean make you COMPLETELY and TOTALLY forget what happened to the past present and future).
Oh and then you repeat this concoction over and over again until you get access to a tattoo gun and start inking yourself
They call me Banks,
Banks Von D, SF Ink.
Am I a drug addict? Oh well!
I must sound crazy right now. I think I need to go cut my wrists to sober up.
too emo? sowwy :(
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