January 2012
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adieu 2011, you’ve been kind.
December 2011
79 posts
“dear son, happy festivus.”
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mom: how does she have so many friends, and i don't? damn, what's that story!
me: .
me: i'm hungry.
dad: eat shit.
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for my birthday, i’d just like a bow tie and a pair of socks sealed in an envelope pressed with ezra miller’s breath mark. and a lock of alexander the great’s hair. and a year’s worth of endless escapades.
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