I passed a pill bug that was stuck on its back, and without thinking, I bent over and flipped him. If it could talk, it would have probably thanked me, but I felt really good about it anyway. That’s why I think I should be the next president of the United States.
The name's Tim. Nice to meet you, maybe.
I play guitar, sing silly songs, write stuff, draw shitty pictures and make people on the Internet mad on a professional level. I drink a lot of tea and write letters to pen pals. I also think about death a lot.
Whoops. Didn’t do it yesterday.
“Who was the last person you texted? Write a five line poem to that person.”
Cassie.
It’s strange: What we could have is special.
A love that will change the mindset of the masses.
Unfortunately, it would seem that it would never be
Only because you seem to be attracted to candy-asses.
Can I still touch your boobs?
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