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Sup fresh. My name's Raad.
I have a book, where I keep the souls I have stolen with my daguerrotype machinery.
Meth helps me with my social anxiety disorder. You see, when I’m on meth, I can do sex with people that if I were not on meth I would never do it with because they are disgusting.
I'm highly opinionated, and argumentative; If you don't agree with me, you're wrong. However, I welcome your views if you can put up a solid defense for it.
I'm just a badass fashion whore, and I judge people from the very second I see them.
I give little kids doughnuts [with drug filled centers].
I absolutely adore Electro-House, Electro-Breaks, and Hard-House.
If you don't know how to dress, get the fuck away from me.
Here is an excerpt from my 38,000 word dissertation, titled A Hermeneutical Exploration Of Onomatopoeia In The Works Of William Carlos Williams As It May Or May Not Relate To Post-Agrarian Appalachia.
"... the 'imitative tactility' used in the first two stanzas of 'Young Sycamore' can act as a 'neo-structuralist, pre-objectivist perlustration and metonymy' of the importance of anti-Episcopalian sentiment in the rise and fall of central West Virginian coal miners' unions..."
