My name is Susan. I'm pretty fly for a white guy.
we joke about procrastination but nothing is worse than the nauseating feeling of having every intention of doing something but physically not being capable of doing it and then feeling like you want to throw up because the deadline is just getting closer and closer.
have you ever looked at an authority figure in your life and thought “wow i respect a well-grilled hot dog more than i respect you”
minute and minute shouldn’t be spelled the same
im not content with this content
i object to that object
I need to read what I read again
Excuse me but there’s no excuse for this
Someone should wind this post up and throw it in the wind
i hope you dont mind but you just fucked with my mind
fuck all of you
Why don’t we just desert this post in the desert?