A true friend stabs you in the front.
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| — | Oscar Wilde |
Laser sounds abundant! More flashiness all-around! Fuzz rockets, locked on target!
Wait, this isn’t real? Damn it all.
“You are a sad, strangle little man.” Well, excuse you.
Hmm… It said to write about something I did today. I made this Tumblr. =] A-whoo-whoo!
What lies beyond you ask? The depths of frozen hell called AP Language homework, a la Tiger Woods.
~Without Love, Hairspray~