And a stranger, long ago. (Not you, honey! You, I know.)

why are you on the cross. you should be at the club

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it's so hardcover –> we're so paperback

woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.

Ebeneezer in 1742 wakes with a start as for some reason he has put out his guttering candle by slapping atop it ith the palm of his hand. His hand is burned and his nightgown and cap are spattered with hot wax.

Fascinated by the perceived necessity of an Equivalent Exchange

the way homestuck did its clouds...

but i am an american so i must kill. im order to survive. if i don't kill them i will die. i don't think surviving is wrong. do you think im wrong for surviving? they deserved to die too. so i could live. did you know how difficult it was to kill? if anything i am the victim. the person i killed is gone but i have to carry these scars for my whole life. my life is a blessing on the earth don't you know why aren't you celebrating it? you must be a terrible person. i just thought about killing you.

fool me once shame on you fool me twice whyyy that’s so mean fool me three times ohhh my goddd

I don't care if Mike is hard and don't call me lemonade

i wonder how many they'll need

i hesitate even to speculate