The Unicorns are Dead

I get pissed when there’s nothing to be pissed about.
I cry when there’s nothing to cry about.
I hate life when there’s nothing to hate.

I’m your average fucking person, and it feels GREAT.



Just, yes.


[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Best song ever.


Yeahh.

  • Reece: My tummy just rumbled. And it sounded like Stephen Hawking talking.
  • Sarah: XD
  • Sarah: Uh, I'm not sure what you should do for Stephen Hawking stomachs
  • Reece: Take one of these, call me in the morning. (hands you a llama, aided by a suggestive stare)
  • Sarah: Oh my.
  • Sarah: xd
  • Reece: You know you want it.
  • Sarah: Uh sure, let's go with that.
  • Reece: You want to penetrate it. Take it's dignity. Spit on it, call it a bitch, and walk out. Why, you may ask? Llamas killed your parents. "No, it was just a car crash, llamas had nothing to do with it..." But, deep down, you know it to be true. You've always known.
  • Sarah: What are you on right now?
  • Reece: Weed.
  • Sarah: I honestly don't know how to respond to this.

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