but you are awful fuggs.
let it be you defining moment.
savor it. relish in the idea, that you truely are an awful person. there are many like you, but you are your own special snowflake.
i ALMOST volunteered myself today.
mid made some homemade sour cream. it's....ok, but not the the 'lil dollop of daisy' but it will be perfect for icing.
but decided against. freakin' too hot.
me: hey, do you want me to do anything?
mid: nah..i got it.
me: ok...*walks off*
mid: well...there's one thing
me: *turning with side~eye* what
mid: you can make the slaw.
me: fml.
fuck (ing, ed, terd) has become an essential in my speech.
i mean, how the fuck are people going to know what the fuck i'm fucking talking about?
for fuck's sake.