Explain yourself. You don't enjoy soup cans? Tell Warhol to fuck himself. You don't enjoy glitter? Let the Birdcage burn down. To the ground. That rhymed. I'm not trying. It's late. Eden. It's late. I'm not trying. That rhymed. To the ground. Let the Birdcage burn down. You don't enjoy glitter? Tell Warhol to fuck himself. You don't enjoy soup cans? Explain yourself.
good, unless this is bizaro world, then it would be a bad thing, but if i said it is a bad thing then it would be good, but if its good then, then it would be bad, you se where im going? but if this is bizarro world then it would be you se where im coming? get it? but if this is biozarro world, then it would be confused...so are you?
Yes, but not by you. You make perfect sense. Merci beaucoup, Meg. But, again, I wasn't trying. My popsicle is gone. Now I want a cherry one.
OOOOOOOOH i think the exact same thing... but if it is a popsicle... it should be chocolate. not fudgsicle. CHOCOLATE POPSICLE. they should make chocolate freezies
or cream-ciccle freesies and have them bee all big with ice cream int hemiddle....or like TOMATO FLAVOUR...holy cow, that would be the best hitnng ever...
Explaining myself is impossible... I love you, Krystin. This made me feel slightly nervous, in a very, "WHHOOOAAAAA" sort of way.