An angsty sad poem which is badly written because the poet/author was a drunk 20-sum year old boy who got his heart broken in a melodramatic way and is unable to cope with simple life problems, and that of which is what his poems reflect
when you’re so drunk, you realize how horrible your life really is. your friends talk shit about you, your family leaves you in the dirt, your significant other doesn’t want to see you. It can take a whole bunch of vodka and rum to make you realize that the entire life you’ve been living is a piece of shit. if you killed yourself, people would be sad for a week and then move the fuck on and forget you. when you’re drunk and sad, you come to realize that nobody actually cares about you.
Someone who is addicted to obtaining money and building wealth. A money addict and fanatic. Breadheads often work more than one full-time job, and some even participate in illicit activities to "obtain the bread".
I don't buy the schmegegge about Morty sleeping with Moira.
His version of the story was pure schmegegge.
The whole schmegegge was made up to get Liz a little bit of attention.
Looking or experiencing something nice after witnessing something horrid like a disgusting gif or a disturbing video. Typically used as eye bleach are nice images of whatever makes the disturbed person happy.