All I can say is ‘wow’ to James Blake’s voice. So bliss, so sweet. I may have a man crush on him! His album is different sounding to your average chart topper. I can’t put my finger on what genre I can class his music. His music swings from one genre to another. But all I can say is that his music is brilliant. I’d recommend giving Mr Blake a listen!
I like to imagine Harley Quinn collecting plush animals and giving them names and little personalities and piling them onto her bed to keep her company when Joker is in Arkham so she has something to cuddle.
Buuutttt maybe I’m just projecting ‘cause I collect stuffed animals too.
Hoes call me Alice. I hit dat shiznit fo’ tha Umbrella Corporation, tha phattest n’ most bangin commercial entitizzle up in tha ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I was head of securitizzle at a secret high tech facilitizzle called Da Hive, a giant underground laboratory pimpin experimenstrual viral weaponry. But there was a incident, a virus escaped n’ dem hoes died. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Trouble was… they didn’t stay dead as fuckin fried chicken. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. Da T-virus reanimated they bodies. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! But I survived. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Myself n’ one other, a environmentalist named Matt, when we emerged we was seized by Umbrella scientists, n’ you can put dat on yo’ toast. Mack n’ I was separated. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type’a shiznit happens all tha time. We thought our crazy asses had survived tha horror yo, but we was wrong