Joined Oct 2021
Sometimes I wonder if it really mattered or not.
Listening to: Dream Sweet in Sea Major
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Hitler: Lad, you don't even have a goddamn hairline, it looks like you asked your 4 yo brother to cut your hair, bitch its NOT STRAIGHT, Darling you look like the before and after commercials but never got the after. Hitler you really have nothing better to do than blackmail others? Bitch said he has a music career, where? Where? cant play a damn flute, plays one note and then stops. He cant sing to save his goddamn life. Like his singing voice would make you wanna commit.
I used to go to school with Hitler, he was kinda an obnoxious man, he wouldn't shut the fuck up when he did something right for once, but his parents clearly did something wrong. He sucked at playing his instrument and he was in the church choir with me. He was really...really...bad...
"That reminds me of a story..."
I'm making it a fucking rule: If substitutes can't pronounce my name then they can't yell at me nor request me for anything except for asking for my assignment after i finish