sometimes i just think of how awful it would be to be locked in a giant wax museum for a whole night, except every wax figure is Nicolas Cage, and then one of them is the real Nicolas Cage but you don’t know which one.
thoughts like this keep me up at night.
I have no memory of ever posting this
SOMEONE PUT MY SCHOOL UP FOR SALE ON CRAIGSLIST
My birthday is on monday :o
so sorry to hear that
yeah im in a gang
first date looks
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you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face