me reacting to other girls being mean is basically “don’t hate the player hate the gaaaameeee! *sashays away* *comes back and whispers* by game i mean the male-dominated power structure and society that’s tricked you into thinking we’re against each other!!!! you’re pretty too bye”
Sitting at home on the couch and the doorbell rings I go to see who it is and standing there is this short, fat Brooklyn-looking grey haired man. He is holding: a box of See’s, two street parking permits.
he goes, “Hey, I’m Bill. Here’s some chocolate and these passes aren’t supposed to be used by residents but it’s cool just be low-key about it *wink*”
what a solid dude.
DRU UH UH UH UH
UH UH UH UH UH UH UH
UH UH UH UH UNK.
My brother came home at like 1am and my mom isn’t mad like at all!!!!!! how fucking nice for him!!!!!!
love you O.
- ashing in your own beer
they say at good ol’ white stag, the boys are mighty fine, they’re either under 7, or over 99, HEY.