Summer of Organization and Danger
To help jump start the summer of danger and organization, I got stuck in mexico/US purgatory because I didn’t know the address of the place I was staying at and kept saying “palace by the sea, palace by the sea” like an inbred so the customs man put me to the side to sweat and shake, making me look more suspicious and idiotic. DANGER
But don’t worry. I spent probably $10 texting people asking them to look up the address and finally found it.. so I am here.
Then I hung up and folded my clothes to put them in the closet and drawers. I never do that. I just leave them in my suitcase. ORGANIZATION
And tomorrow i’m going to a volcano. DAAANGERRR
So far so good.
NO, MALFOY. BROADWAY. BROADWAY.
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(Source: midwestraisedmidwestliving, via witherblisterburnpeel)
I dunno… I still think little kids are evil and dangerous no matter how you raise them. Frankly, they scare me and I’m not opposed to banning children across the world outright. Maybe we should just stick to cats and dogs after all, they’re much safer, more loyal, less expensive and just all around better.
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