spelling bee administrator: you word is delicious
me: D to the E to the L I C I O U S to the D to the E to the to the to the
spelling bee administrator: hit it fergie
Glad to see we’re all on the same page.
does anyone have like ten thousand dollars they don’t want
YOU CANT CHANGE THE VOLUME OF THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD
FUCKING TRY I DARE YOU
ITS IMPOSSIBLE AND ITS REALLY FUCKING WITH MY MIND SOMEONE HUG ME
I CAN MAKE IT SCREAM WITHOUT GETTING LOUDER
H E L P
Holy shit whispering is the same volume as shouting as loud as I can
what have you done
We think in concepts
Concepts have no volume
Because a thought is the loudest silence of all.
whoa there socrates
It’s kinda a joke between me and a friend of mine. We have a habit of telling each other to go die in a canyon. Today, she asked which one.
Oh, how are we ever going to decide? Should get find a pretty one? Or a majestic one? Perhaps a tall one? One with a river? The options are endless. (BTW, you made it sound like I proposed to you buy asking which one. Do you feel that way? Because we can start our lesbian canyon horse ranch now if you do. ;)
I know how I feel, but the question is, how do you feel? You are the one who suggested that both of us go die in a canyon together. The lesbian horse ranch can start at anytime, but rather than a canyon, I would prefer a nice forest in order to get away from humanity. Canyons bring too many tourists. We don’t want them misinterpreting what we are doing there in the first place, do we?
I know how you feel. We can find a remote canyon somewhere. And we’ll see how things blossom from there, my love. First, let’s make it to Maine and back without killing ourselves. Baby steps.
But canyons are generally hot. I’m not really into hot environments. So we must find a secluded canyon that is nice and cool. Maybe we can find one in Alaska. Unless….
WE SET UP MULTIPLE LESBIAN RANCHES AND ROAM WHERE WE PLEASE.
I REALLY LOVE THAT IDEA. ALASKA AWAY.
-grabs your hand and starts skipping into the sunset-
THIS IS MY FAVOURITE TWEET EVER
So one of my classes in my college’s advertising program requires us to complete a wreck this journal by the end of the semester. I’m actually really looking forward to this.