Why does it seem as if everyone I know believe that one can’t be complete without a romantic counterpart…. That one can’t be truly happy with their academic success without sharing it with a significant other.
When I say no, I mean no. Fuck the fuck off.
I’m kicking ass all by my self and I’m perfectly happy with myself. I’m not sad or lonely and I don’t need anyone to make me happy or save me.
Kevin was being ugly so I pulled my pants down and showed him my butthole to shut him up. You can’t marry someone unless you can show them your butthole. That’s love.
Marriage advice from Kelly
When we were made we were set apart
Life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming, the storm is coming in