The cocaine... is not... goood for... youuu
(Untrust Us (The cocaine is not good for you) Crystal Castles)
A dead meme that was used so much that everyone else died from cancer.
How was your last time u watched grgmlVlog
Good orange!
damaged goods
adjective: description of a person whom is inapt of a skill , characteristic, and / or physical skill or characteristic that is deemed a necessity by some social societies throughout the us noted by medical professional in mid 2023 T.M.MLPN
out of lack of personal control of judgmental thinking and the appropriate use of the english language such as " dictionary," respect , and any other defined word in the english language a woman referred to herself as damaged goods
Basically accepting the negative with the positive - it doesn't take a fucken genius to figure that one out.
wasn't all negative - took the good with the bad.
Street Slang Meanin' What's Goin' On?, What's Happenin'?, Whazzup?, Whazz Poppin'?, What's Good?, What's Goodie?, How Are You Doin'?, How Yew Doin'?, How Are You?, How Yew?, How Are You Feelin'?, How Yew Feelin'?, What's Trendin'?, What's New With You?, What's New Witchu? & What's New Witcha?"
"Yo Killa!! Whazz Really Good Witchu? Zilch. Erstreet At Ever Soo Much At Ever Str8 Thuggin', Ever Str8 Stuntin' & Ever Livin' Life Fully." - Erstreet Harlem aka Harlem, Flea, Kiery Weiry & Freshley.
A cutesy way to refer to somebody, usually a child, having a bad attitude.
"Ashley, why did you do that? Do we have a good baditude this morning?"
A phrase you say when the impostor doesn't kill you in Among Us, especially when you are in CG5's among us song
I’m waking up,
breathing in clean air,
What a day, yeah,
What a sunny, funny day.
I feel so high, I can’t deny
A little better than okay,
Nowhere to go.
I shoot for stars, I’m Galileo.
Pack your bags and don’t be late.
The scenery flies before my eyes,
Don’t you dream of home, cuz it’ll have to wait.
It’s good to be alive,
It’s good to be alive,
I’m happy to survive,
So good.
Can’t kill my la-di-da vibe,
Suffocate my feelin’ alright,
Or asphyxiate my hype.
My bridges burned, no stone unturned.
It’s a relations’ massacre.
My new absolution,
My new lease on life has just begun today.
I ain’t worried ‘bout the fakes, or the bodies in my wake.
Baby, I’m a firework, like Pompeii.
It’s good to be alive,
It’s good to be alive,
I’m happy to survive,
So, so good.
The saints and angels sing,
Choir of the bells chime, ring ring ring.
I feel alive,
So alive!
It’s good to be alive,
It’s good to be alive,
I’m happy to survive,
So, so good.
It’s good!
So good!
It’s good!
So good!