if i die and people post statuses about me on facebook and act like they knew me or were nice to me i will come back and fucking murder them
why do people expect so much of me i still have to use a calculator to find what 6 times 8 is
once a gecko fell into my shirt and i screamed like a girl
once a girl fell into my shirt and i screamed like a gecko
once a shirt fell into my girl and I geckoed like a scream
once a scream fell into my gecko and i girled like a shirt
im lying on the cold hard ground
hoW DOES THIS HAVE OVER 200 FUCKING NOTES
OH MY GOD
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE LIFE CHOICES I STILL COUNT USING MY FINGERS
AND I SING THE WHOLE ALPHABET TO SEE WHAT LETTER COMES NEXT
I STILL HOLD UP BOTH HANDS AND MAKE AN L SHAPE TO REMIND MYSELF OF LEFT AND RIGHT
I STILL HAVE TO THINK OF AN ALLIGATOR EATING THE BIGGER NUMBER TO USE THE < AND > SYMBOLS.
this website is a collection of life’s rejects
calling my tears Netflix because they are streaming
I answered: ninaeatspants said:
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I wonder how long it'll take until you notice these.
What if one day the police came to your door with a search warrant and you were like oh no I have 8 gallons of marijuana and then you flushed It down the toilet and then the person at the poo patrol place sees this substance and is like oh no that's illegal and tracks down where that came from from what pipe it came out of and then the police come with this poo poo marijuana and they're like IS THIS YOURS?
Ill sell it to the nice people of hayfield