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Every morning, I put on my thinking cap and my smartiepants. Unfortunately, there is no shirt that properly proclaims my intellectual abilities, so I have to go tits out

fool (self-diagnosed)

I feel like you guys are blogging without me

u can either reach me on tumblr dot com or hand written letter

I hope i’m in your nightmare blunt rotation

"this song reminds me of you" whered my pants go guys...this is spooky where are they...

i hate everything..... i wish i was a beetle....

the princess of darkness has requested a "stawby milk"

wow this place is a freakshow. i respect literally all of you people

yeah…these past few days (realizes it’s actually the whole year)…have been…really…hard

no one has ever survived having a crush. scientists don’t believe it can be done