There was once a time where everything was simpler. Closets didn’t matter at all, printing was for the authors of the world, and electricity didn’t exist. That was the time… A time where I ne...
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Sam Sam please oh god just be here
In: Sum 41
A killjoy is a killjoy for a reason. Not just because of your past but for what you do. And my reaso...
Never cross the border in the woods. It's best to stay as far away from the woods as possible, or yo...
Yeah, see that up there? What does it say? AUDITION, BITCHES. . . . *big brown eyes* Pwease?