helloMy arms are shaking, my body is sweating hard.
I have the urge to tell @LainaGabranth to fuck off. I need to. I can’t do it.
I check the thermometer. 93 ºF. I need rest. I call my boss, I explain what happened, he seems to understand completely and grants me as much vacation as I need.
Is this a claim you can make or is it more of an assessment that others get to make?
I knew it all alongI am a catboy
Its Pepsi Invaders! Its cokeacola properganda so you pay 10 bucks for a 12 packwhat the goddamn fuck is this thread
I wish I knew. All I know is you make City hot and sweaty.what the goddamn fuck is this thread
I do the exact same thing to @WiiMiiSwitch ........ Small worldI wish I knew. All I know is you make City hot and sweaty.
I guess Laina has cursed you...... I WANT TO AS WELLAfter opening back my Amazon account and purchasing a new TV, I get back to browsing the internet. I read the news, read some people justifying Russia action. My blood begins boiling and producing the toxins, but I quickly defuse the situation, thinking that everyone has the right to believe what they want, no matter how idiotic, stupid, incredibly dumb is. I was almost convincing myself, until I remembered the articles weren’t about random old fellas in their 70s who have never gone to school to help their mom and pop with the family’s farm, but journalists.
I look at the alcohol cabinet. Could this change of lifestyle be softened by beer? No. As my dear friend George say, “no pain, no gain”.
Except I don’t have any friend named George.
I hear @LainaGabranth taunt me. I decide to skip lunch. My hallucinations are getting worse.
I! Don't! Care what you think, as long as it's abouuuuuuuut me!~After opening back my Amazon account and purchasing a new TV, I get back to browsing the internet. I read the news, read some people justifying Russia action. My blood begins boiling and producing the toxins, but I quickly defuse the situation, thinking that everyone has the right to believe what they want, no matter how idiotic, stupid, incredibly dumb is. I was almost convincing myself, until I remembered the articles weren’t about random old fellas in their 70s who have never gone to school to help their mom and pop with the family’s farm, but journalists.
I look at the alcohol cabinet. Could this change of lifestyle be softened by beer? No. As my dear friend George say, “no pain, no gain”.
Except I don’t have any friend named George.
I hear @LainaGabranth taunt me. I decide to skip lunch. My hallucinations are getting worse.
Are you lacking friends, girl?I! Don't! Care what you think, as long as it's abouuuuuuuut me!~
this is a question nobody knows.....Are you lacking friends, girl?
Nah, living in people's heads is enough for me.Are you lacking friends, girl?