I smoke too many cigarettes and write dumb poetry about it
have you ever just assumed that a word was pronounced a certain way and you end up pronouncing it incorrectly throughout your entire life and then one day someone corrects you and its like you can almost hear satan laughing as the flames of hell begin to seep up from underground and slowly burn you to death
[writes paper] this doesnt make any sense [prints it] [doesn’t proofread] [hands it in for a grade]
what if cows moaned when you milked them
im so lonely
Excuse my enthusiasm or rather madness, for I am really drunk with intellectual vision whenever I take a pencil or graver into my hand.
We want big boob…. not too big, gross
we like small perky boob… not too little, gross
no don’t get fake ones!!!! gross!
oh your boobs are just like…hanging there…grosss…
and also…… every boob is just so dang sexy like i can’t see a mom giving an infant milk or my boner will rupture right through my chinos
i love fall colors and fall drinks and fall activities and fall weather and fall clothes but most of all i love fall out boy