And Chris should cosplay a RLY TALL Belarus so I can run away from him.
According to Layla, Amber, Chris, Ms. Smith, and various others, I am already creepy enough.

| Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause "the West is the best." And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild - Into the Wild |
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*!Support bacteria, it's the only culture some people have.!
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I know how to shoot an canon!
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CURSE MY FINGERS I POPPED MY KNUCKLES AS A CHILD
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For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also..
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CURSE MY FINGERS I POPPED MY KNUCKLES AS A CHILD
I've known Grace forever. I WENT TO HER FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY.
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For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also..
really lmao
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CURSE MY FINGERS I POPPED MY KNUCKLES AS A CHILD
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...and to be that which Roars: "Life, JOYOUS life!"
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SAY MANGANIMANIAC 12 TIMES
shameless advertisement below @_@
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For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also..
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