The Cdc Said We Can Kiss Each Other On The Mouth

I die on MY terms. NOT YOURS GOD.

My boss makes a dollar, I have depression, that's why I cry on company time.

Once in highschool I lent a girl two dollars.

Once, in highschool, I lent a girl two dollars and then she moved away.

No, 'cause THAT sounds like a Harry Potter spell.

motheren fuckeren

No one likes my posts but I still think I am so funny

They could still be mean to me... I'd like the gift card though.

Part of me secretly believes that if I make a really, really good and perfect piece of art that it will prevent people from ever being mean to me again. They'll say, "Wait, aren't you the one that made the really, really good and perfect piece of art? I'm so sorry for what I said. I thought the art was so good. I wish I had never hurt your feelings, now that I realize you are the one who made the art. I also have decided to agree with your political opinions. Here's a gift card."

Once I invited someone over and she took one step inside, sniffed around, and said "wow. It smells like you in here".

I still don't know if that was a good thing or not.

T

Tweeter dot com?

Fucker.

You're just mad you're not a cool silver dragon.

I am a rat and this website is the deep frier at a whataburger in texas