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“so what are you learning in math at the moment?”
that’s a good question
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I Promise I’m Not a Murderer: The Story of a Researching Writer
now with a sequel:
I Swear I’m Not Pregnant, I’m Just Naming Characters
Don’t forget: I’m not Trying to Break Into This Building, I Just Need to Know the Layout of it
The Sequel: I’m Really Not Poisoning Anyone, I Just Need To Know The Symptoms OF Poisoning And How Long They WOULD Take To Die From It.
Additionally: Please Don’t Put Me In A CIA Prison, I’m Just Trying To Figure Out How A Character Could Sneak Into Afghanistan From Pakistan While Avoiding the Border Police and the US Military.
Spinoff: I’m Not a Terrorist, I’m Just Curious About How Bombs Work
Companion to: Yes, Mom, I’m Still A Virgin, but I’m Trying to Write a Sex Scene Without Being Corny
This new edition includes a new chapter: Really, I’m Not an Extremist Satanist, I’m Just Writing a Character Who Is
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GROW DINOSAURS
We literally have an entire trilogy of movies that explain why that is a bad idea.
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i get caught off guard when people acknowledge my presence because im so irrelevant i sometimes forget i even exist
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andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels:
This came into work today. I shortlisted it and displayed it on my cafe counter.
The back said something like “He is into BDSM. (Batman, Dragons, Star Wars, and Magic the Gathering).”
The first paragraph starts like this:
“I growl with frustration at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is fifty shades of messed up. Why is it so kinky and out of control? I need to stop sleeping with it wet. As I brush my long brown hair, the girl in the mirror brown eyes too big for her, stares back at me. Wait… my eyes are blue! It dawns on me that I haven’t been looking in the mirror—I’ve been staring at a poster of Kirsten Stewart for the past five minutes. My own hair is fine.”my own hair is fine
oh my god where can i buy this
I need this book in my life! Someone please buy me this book! I’ll love you 5ever!!!
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My milkshakes bring all the boys to the yard. GRAVEYARD hahaha enjoy that cyanide milkshake you piece of shit
i feel like i just watched an episode of supernatural
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I never had a “boys are icky and gross” phase I’ve literally been chasing dick since birth
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*backflips into whoopi goldbergs asscrack* *usa anthem starts playing* zimbabwe
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when i was around 5 i asked my mom why “some people were different colors” and she said “because god wanted lots of flavors” and let me tell you that was the wrong thing to say because for the next 3 years i thought god ate people when they died
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My UPS guy likes to hide packages so they don’t get stolen. Thanks man.
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