I have come for your pickle,
So let me do the tickle,
Until your mind gets fickle,
And hands it over to me with a nickel.

I have been doing these page breaks on MS Word and changing the orientations too much for my assignments to find this joke really hillarous right now. So, meet me, yelping like a tiny pup while I am in my class and the lecturer has already looked at me twice with suspicion.

But I am still the garbage.

I totally get her breakdown back then. Adulthood does it to us. Lets stop Adulting already.

I am being pulled too much, its probably going to be over a hundred murders by me then.

If they're rich in kindness, honesty, love and positivity - they should pass it on.

Being extremely cautious *tiptoes away*

The love in the books hurts too.

Ummm..no!

Lil drogo.

My brain needs to reboot.

Aint nobody got time for that.

Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones,
I will try to fix you.
Totally out of context. I just wanted to revise the lyrics.

This is still fun everytime I type it on their homepage.

Just dad things.

Am I time travelling? Because I have seen this post multiple times yet the hand looks like a dog's paw.

Yayy congratulations dude, keep soaring higher *metaphorically*

No man, no issues. Maybe God has made an ostrich for me, I dont know.