Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention.
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I wish that my kazoo would stop ___________.
This one time a guy asked me out and I freaked out and called him gay and that is the story of why I don’t have a boyfriend.
“Why do you always kick me when I’m high, knock me down ‘til we see eye to eye?”
When will my life begin?