Come Get Your Rabies Shot.

annoying the shit out of u is a love language that i'm fluent in

they should make versions of the EXP candies that are meant for humans to eat. like rock candies or gummies

Those exist! They are called 'candy'!

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when will i have this.

Well

Trying to get a fitted sheet onto a mattress is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

This guy.

I love hole :/

I'm literally 27 years old. That makes me younger than you, dude.

Stop posting space content that's my thing

- Cyrus

old fucking man

I can be a wounded dog.

i like them FRAGILE with the disposition of a WOUNDED DOG THAT WANTS TO BITE ME but with a sweet side that will show ONLY after i've fed them enough pepperonis

Rotom is in my TV and won't get out.

“The name—of it—is ‘Autumn'— The hue—of it—is Blood— An Artery—upon the Hill— A Vein—along the Road— Great Globules—in the Alleys— And Oh, the Shower of Stain— When Winds—upset the Basin— And spill the Scarlet Rain— It sprinkles Bonnets—far below— It gathers ruddy Pools— Then—eddies like a Rose—away— Upon Vermilion Wheels—”

— Emily Dickinson, The name—of it—is ‘Autumn’ (656)