June 2012
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Okay, I’m salty. My mom discovered the inside of my top drawer. Karma via tumblr. boohoohoo
Jun 17th
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methlabrador: imagine walking down the street one day and someone walks by you and whispers your url in your ear and you turn around and they’re gone
Jun 17th
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This morning, walking downstairs.
Mom: Have you been drinking?
Me: No. How could I be drunk when I don't have any alcohol?
Mom: ...true, learn to walk.
Little does she know about my top drawer. Mwahaha.
Jun 17th
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Jun 16th
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wizcoylifa: “welcome to taco bell, can i take your order?” i put on my cool dude shades and reply, “the usual man” as i roll my wheelbarrow up to the window.
Jun 16th
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Some people man, turn into completely different shitty versions of themselves. Meanwhile, I’m going to enjoy the freedom of no longer censoring my real thoughts.   
Jun 16th