So guys I went outside to check the mail and suddenly I felt something on my hand and I looked down and a FUCKING LIZARD WAS JUMPING OFF OF IT. *EAR SPLITTING SCREAM INTO THE NEIGHBORHOOD* I’m never coming out of my house again. Lizards are vile creatures and I hate them and just DOWN WITH LIZARDS. Like how did it even get on my hand like where tf did it come from AHHHH *spazzes* I need to go wash my body until a layer of skin comes off.
Imagine a library filled with every book in the world, none of them have titles on the cover and the pages are blank, but when you open one you are instantly transported to the world within the book. You get to live the story as any character for as long as you like. And when you come out of the story, almost no time has past in the real world
this is my favourite post :D
why the hell are clothes so expensive? they’re literally just bits of material that stop us being naked in public. you should be paying me to wear clothes because you do not want to see me without them
Lol holy shit.