"ur bra strap is showing" u say
children begin to scream
tears r streaming down my face
my parents disown me and sell me to a shady, moustached man for three goats
no one can ever kno i wear a bra
There are some automatic toilets that need 2 chill the fuck out
When he straightened again, there were six Harry Potters gasping and panting in front of him.
Fred and George turned to each other and said together, “Wow- we’re identical!”
"I dunno, though, I think I’m still better-looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.
I miss Bobby.
BON, MAH MAN!
"Hello me, it’s me again"