ATTENTION!!!
THERE IS AN IMMENSELY IMPORTANT IMAGE OF A HIGHLY SMOOSHABLE SMOOSHER!!!!
Me: *wakes up before my alarm* You know this feels very nice, actually...
*alarm rings reminding me of the shit I need to get done*
Me: *filled with sudden anger* CHAOS I CALL TO YOU
Please work, Potato of good luck :')
I'm wishing for either life or death because I am tired of being stuck somewhere in between.
Simply existing.
I hate pranksters.
Like what if you accidentally come back from the future or become a mage or go to an alternate universe and tell ME about it and I DON'T believe you because you pull shit like that normally.
THE DRAMA I WOULD MISS.
And what if it is a prank and I believe you??
I'll never trust you again, you scoundrel toying with my emotions.
Die :)
WHY does no one remember that the name of Piper's ZIT is BOB.
Small Bob
Titan Bob
ZIT BOB
No thank you.
There is pain in acceptance. It's a stage of grief for a reason, I suppose...
Is it just me or has life narrowed down since 2020.
It feels like I've lost the world around me and lapsed into a hallway that I can't leave.
I hope I die in 2069 cause that would be a great joke.
Ya know, just like my life.
"Wow, your glasses really suit your face!"
Thanks but please don't say that right after I took them off