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IslandOfArson

Hello there (I really like star wars)I am a minor don't be weird okay??

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My Teacher Found Out We Had Monday Off And Started Crying

my teacher found out we had Monday off and started crying

They also wrote "NO SCHOOL MONDAY ROT DAY FOR (their name) SLAY BOOTS THE HOUSE MAMA" on the agenda for the day (that was previously blank because they forgot to write anything help)


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4 months ago
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4 months ago
Do Not Listen To The Lies Of This Thing. Its Not Fucking Flavorless. It Tastes Like Fucking Glue. I Have

Do not listen to the lies of this thing. Its not fucking flavorless. It tastes like fucking glue. I have had so much of this stuff in my life and it is not fucking flavorless. Do not listen to them. It's terrible. Fucking lies.

4 months ago

Ezra’s real force talent is his ability to annoy grown-ass men into bickering with him like they’re children. Kanan, Zeb, and Kallus all fall for his “nuh uh” shit like once every two episodes.

4 months ago
"Which Of Our Insane Siblings Is Responsible For This Nightmare"
"Which Of Our Insane Siblings Is Responsible For This Nightmare"
"Which Of Our Insane Siblings Is Responsible For This Nightmare"
"Which Of Our Insane Siblings Is Responsible For This Nightmare"

"Which of our insane siblings is responsible for this nightmare"

4 months ago

I'm moving to fucking Canada you fucking suck 😭

@islandofarson

You find yourself funny and yet wonder why there are none in your life, particularly of the same gender, who seek your presence in a loving and tender way. You speak to those whom you have known half your life, perhaps more, in such a way as this, and to strangers you speak even lower. Yet you still come crying to me when the only women who would come near you with a ten foot pole are fictional and do not know you are so painfully close, lest they would undoubtedly keep their distance as well. But know this. For I am better than you. I shall not abandon you to weep over your own loneliness, much as I should like to. I remain here for you to whine of your maidenlessness to, and I shall accept your feebly worded insults with grace, hoping and praying for your sake that you might one day think of something that could actually wound the feelings of a child. But you know me, and you know that I shall not remain silent in the face of such torment. While I will yet remain, I shall not hold my tongue.

you are short and bitchless