Sometimes I wish someone could pick me up from behind and swing me around, though I don't think anyone's strong enough. I regret not going to the Wonder Years concert. Just because we have nobody to go with, shouldn't mean we just don't go. That band gets me like no other. I need to go to more things alone... but I think that would be rather creepy... fuck. a pickle.
One could tell a lot about someone by how they drive. Taking the bus isn't so boring anymore now that I got my handy dandy notepad.
Lyric of the.... whatever... I'll probably do this a lot.
"Rejoice, rejoice God's ears are stitches
Rejoice, His eyes are big X's
Rejoice, His arms are burning witches
Rejoice, His hands perform hexes
Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you're trying your best"
- Andrew Jackson Jihad
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