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With assessment questions like "Does a month have 80 days?" I'm pretty sure I have this job in the bag and that it pays in chewing tobacco.
Meaningful moments and life lessons will be added in post-production.
To wallow in the absolute bottomland of feeling whilst hyperbolizing sitting and staring, that is what my Spring looks like.
Don't encourage anyone to do anything. Traffic is already bad.
The warm air and bright landscape has aroused in me a sense of well being and hope. I'm retreating to the basement until it passes.
The Lord giveth and The Lord taketh away and The Lord being occasionally overwhelmed will lose track and overlook you altogether.
I whisper "I just want to be friends" into the darkness of a summer night as nameless bugs feel up my calf muscles.
And then suddenly you find yourself one day berating toast for it's inability to be a sandwich.
I'm unwilling to do much for quite a lot.
I love you so much that I'm willing to overlook the two black chasms in the center of your face that lead to a dank labyrinth of mucus.
Never have I looked so deep and confusedly into someone's eyes as when I've been offered a rice cake.
In my absence I've completely forgotten everything about Twitter except for that bit where you're constrained by a certain number of charact
Sleight Of Hand Thinking: Magical Thinking for Realists
I want to make music that inspires people to listen to the music that inspired me to make music.
What if lascivious facial ticks were currency?
My goal for this month is to make all 26 versions of my younger self cry at least once. I'm pretty confident.
I regret not being a more positive influence on my life.
How do you tell someone that the cake they made tastes like the onset of a minor seizure in a positive way?
I'm amazed at how frequently I have to defend logic when talking with my mother.