I fucking love this new show, okay?
I DON’T CARE! *NERDSOUT*
Directions: Boil water vigorously, boil for 16 min.
HELL YES I’LL BOIL THAT WATER WITH VIGOR. BETTER BELIEVE IT.
LOL REIN’S AT THE MOVIES AND MAYBE SPENDING THE NIGHT. GUESS I’LL DRAW SMUT.
Lol, i actually live here
Some say it doesnt count if you live on Long Island…NOT TRUE!
wait what. it changes to WI because I live here? HOW.
what?? can someone explain this to me?!
..what the actual fuck.
how do they know
how do you even…
How does that work…
Are you guys being serious? It’s just a url image that designates a certain state picture to the IP address that clicks on it.
It just uses your IP address, a 32 bit code which tells where you’re accessing the internet from.
It’s not magic, you can get around it by simply using a proxy server to access the picture. Look, I did it just now. I live in California.~
Not Illinois. @ D@ COMPUTER 101 WITH THERESA.
Your Victorian/floral obsessed, cardigan/sweater loving lady… Who totally just Fusion-ha danced with some jeggings and leggings.
All the, “Clifford the Big Red Dog” books.
I could relate to his rapid growth from frail runt, to MASSIVEASFUCK.
Then 2nd grade was all about, “Bunnies in the Bathroom.” “Puppies in the Pantry.” @ N@
THEN HARRY POTTER CAST HIS MAGIC ON EVERYONE WHO WAS ANYONE.
TAILBONE: I broke it when I was 13 or so. I was riding a plastic trash lid down a snowy hill at top speed. You know, being a general BAMF.
But then the Gods were like, “OLOL WE FORGOT, YER A GURL.” Which of course means I can’t get away with being awesome.
SO THIS STONE WALKS OUT INTO MY TRAJECTORY.
And I run into it, causing my trash lid to shoot me off into the air like a fuuucking eagle.
Except I’m not an eagle. So I land on said stone, ass first.
SHORTSTORY: I couldn’t sit right for like, 2 weeks. And you can still see where it was brokeeeeeeen~ @ N@;;;;;;
How I danced when I was their age:
How I dance now:
lololol, so true.~