Important question: If you were planning on killing someone, how would you do it?
This takes a lot of planning and strategy. Who were you planning on hitting?

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Important question: If you were planning on killing someone, how would you do it?
This takes a lot of planning and strategy. Who were you planning on hitting?
There’s having bad fuckin’ days and then there’s accidentally setting off the fire alarm because you’re smoking inside. Then there’s both of them put together and then the reminder that homicide is always a fucking option.
What’s wrong with you today?
Not gonna lie, Peter Pan is the realest fuckin’ kids story out there. He just flies around and helps kids have fun before they grow up. Is it weird if my dream job is to be Peter Pan one day? Guy’s got it made. Think I could rock some tights?
Everyone wants to be Pete at one point. That kid’s got it fuckin’ made.
I swear to god, the next generation of kids coming here are seriously lacking when it comes to their so called ‘sneaking out’ skills. I mean honestly– jumping over the gates to get to the pools? Have a little more class and steal someone else’s key for fuck’s sake.
Yesterday I saw some 12 year old “inconspicuously” banging a vending machine to get a 2nd bag of Hot Cheetos. He thought he was so sly.
I’m sad.. periods suck.
Do they? I wouldn’t know.
use somebody / kurt - everett
[ for everett ! ]
“we’re sorry, kurtie. we just can’t take you both. so, unfortunately, we’re adopting him. just him. not you. so sorry, kurtie.”
The too too kind voices of the Perez’s flooded Kurt’s mind once again. He had flashed back to that day again and again over the years. Too many times to count even just today. He couldn’t handle it. The sheer memory of that day was giving him a migraine. “Hey, get me a refill over here.” Kurt impolitely hit his coffee mug on the counter top in front of him, hopefully getting the pink-haired girl’s attention. Her head shot up from her magazine and she clearly rolled her eyes at him, but came to collect his cup anyway. “Thank you, sweetheart. “ Kurt winked and the eyes in front of him rolled yet again. Kurt leaned back in his seat at the old coffee shop and checked his watch again. The person he was meeting wasn’t and Kurt wasn’t early but he was still anxious. The cause of his worrying was most likely traveling to meet him at that very moment.
Kurt’s little brother was coming to meet him. For the first time in 11 years, Kurt would finally see Everett again. And, he was so nervous, he was sweating right through his tight green shirt, There was no turning back, no texting Ev later to say: “Sorry I missed ya!” No, he was doing this - Kurt was reconnecting with his family again and there was nothing anyone could do to stop him. Not even himself.
I found this app that is basically a tamagochi from the 90’s and now I finally have something to keep me busy at work!
Sounds like you need to look for a new job, kid.
imssg. open.
olly: my dOG
olly: she's so beautiful and i lvoe her
olly: fIND HER KURTIE
Kurt: Don't call me Kurtie.
Kurt: I don't care if you're drunk off your ass.
Kurt: Don't fucking call me that.
imssg. open.
olly: i miss ralphie
olly: can you get her for me i miss her
Kurt: Ralphie?
Then you shouldn’t have even asked me out, K. Do you know how hurt I was? How hurt I am?
“Asked you out”? I asked you to fuck, sweetheart. You were the one who wanted to make it all official. I went along with it because you’re hot. Sorry.
Hey, if you didn’t cheat and break up with me, you could still be smiling all day.
Told you this already, B: one lady ain’t enough for me. Told you that before the whole thing even started.
I’ve learned to never make plans when you’re drunk. I’m not a big drinker, but when I do drink, I become everyone’s best friend.
I turn into some warped, extremely sensitive version of myself.
Ah, I’d be a special lady, then?
You could say that. Though, really, any naked person makes me smile.
That’s what makeup is for.
Can’t say that I’ve never tried it, but I’m not too good at the make-up thing, unfortunately.
Dude, you gotta stop while you can. I seriously have drunk texted too many people in my day and just…it destroys you.
Ah, I’m very familiar with that one. I’ve gotten to the point where I actually hide my phone from myself when I’m drunk.
That’s a big ass word.
Anonymity? It means that you don’t know the people you’re with. Anonymous - you know that word, kid?
So does that mean you’d decline if I ask you to hang out with me?
Hmm. I suppose I could make an exception this once.