I am… Phallaxor The Matter Lord
Master of war with plasma swords
Massive in form with acid pores
Mad for the taste of your planet’s core
Gnashed in my teeth and I plan to hoard galaxies worth
I’m a savage
Bored, naturally - because the lack of sport saddens me
I’m a galactic force
Who dares to battle when standing before me, renders you halved?
When I warp through parallel paths to distort your atom’s order
The Galaxian Matador, dash at me
Within a flash you’ll see packs of me
That’ll be swarming within an asteroid storm
Here is your last chance warning, then I won’t ask no more
Did you get that?
Then I’ll hit you with that celestial bitchslap
only way to get through the day sometimes is to leave the house in a nice lipstick.
What time is it?
Time to get the fuck outta here
No I love these
Let Me Blow Your Mind
My dash is on fucking point right now. Bless this.
relationship status: (drives through the night while 80s synthpop plays in the background)
Work | Gang Starr
“A-yo I’m gonna be on ti-dop, that’s all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I’ve been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate” - Guru
This fucking woman
You all know this is gonna be us as grandparents