#toooldforthishorseshit

[pixiecoveredinguts]

toooldforthishorseshit hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet:lexi uploaded her first youtube video D:

(…. Wait, what just happened here?)

The Cluke shipper Lexi Porter uploaded her first youtube video and it's not even what the title says. But we all can thank her that it's not a pedo video I guess..because THAT was what I expected from her

[boredonbart]

For fuck's sake

After 15 announcements telling that little shit not to ride his skateboard on the platform, he drops it on the godamned track. Of course. I decided to skip getting a burrito, even though I'm in the Mission, because I figure, "hey, I'll be home soon enough." But now, thanks to your douchefuckery, stupid skateboard clown, it's an extra 30 minutes, on top of the 40 it takes to get home, till I'm laying in bed enjoying my double decker Doritos locos tacos and watching Orange is the New Black. Did you even bother to think about that, you dirt-faced smugnut? Nah. I didn't think so. Now, pull up your fucking pants and get off my lawn.

[that-biker-with-the-vest]

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84. “If you don’t leave I’m calling the cops.”

Bill’s lips twitched into a frown at the blood caked onto the biker’s torso. That Hunter really had gotten to him. If only the damn idiot didn’t fall behind as often as he did. Bill crouched beside Francis, the man taking steady breaths to keep himself calm. A hand was offered to him, to help him get back onto his own two feet. “C’mon Francis. We don’t have all day!” Bill spoke clearly for him to hear.

"Don’t need your help…" Francis grumbled, keeping up his tough guy bravado act. He didn’t want to seem too weak. Francis wasn’t weak! Not in the slightest. 

"Francis, your guts are spilling out all over you. You’re not getting up from this without help!" Francis nearly winced at the stern voice Bill gave him. In his slowly turning delirious brain, he finally snapped.

"If you don’t leave, I’m callin’ the cops!"

[thesniperace]

"Sir, this is a restricted area. Please turn back."

[huntxriisms]

Toooldforthishorseshit wandered into the alley

The alley seemed to be home to someone as it had appeared. The tarp, then mattresses, the empty food cans, as well as a few full ones. Some books and magazines scattered and stacked. It was someones home alright, but that someone was lurking on the upper roof, teeth bared in a small grin as he crouched in the shadows. 

      "I wouldn't get too close to my shit if I were you, set the rifle down and ya won't lose a limb say to speak."

[timentesx]

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“—D-Don’t worry, I have… some medical experience.”

[timentesx]

'And you are?”

“—Um…”

[ She shakes a bit, and wonders whether it’s a good idea to tell this man her name or not. Her dad didn’t want her talking to strangers. ]

“I-I’m Sarah… I’m not supposed to talk to strangers. Y-You’re not bad, are you?”