Life Would Be Sooo Good Without My Curse

i was there...

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makin my first ever text post to tell you all im killing myself. goodbye. (/hyp)

they wanted him dead for his sad brown eyes and his slut waist

club too loud

I hate how everything's called devices and apps now. Those are frail words with no weight and show no respect like machine and program do.

Fusing "gay catgirls in love" with "catgirls who act like real cats" to produce a couple who occasionally just randomly decide to have a full on powerbomb-my-girlfriend-through-the-coffee-table wrestling match with absolutely no preamble or warning, scaring the hell out of everyone in the general vicinity.

jesse i ordered unlimited breadsticks forever ago and theyre still not here. mistah white that was the limitless breadsticks, the breadsticks without a limit. theyre going to approach but never reach your table. see, the waiter keeps walking towards us but is getting only nearer and nearer without getting to us. sorry this is a breakingbad post i didnt jnow how else to frame my joke. can someone drive me home now that im done i dont have a license

my chemical romance….