Damn, pen so out of shape that he’s sweating.
Damn, pen so out of shape that he’s sweating.
In the words of the old lady that cuts my hair… “God just be out there makin anybody”.
How about fuck the people that keep buying and popularizing them?
I’m devastated.
My father, for all his flaws, instilled a phrase in my brain that i am eternally thankful for… Other people don’t control your feelings.