Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
The one day I actually leave my house and the Internet I miss some big yahoo/tumble thing
i’m tupac on the inside.
tupac is dead.
well this is more emotional than expected
What’s the difference between living with someone for the rest of your lives and marriage?