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You wanna find out some personal shit?

  • 1. Any scars?
  • 2. Self harmed?
  • 3. Crush?
  • 4. Kissed anyone?
  • 5. Coke or Pepsi?
  • 6. Someone you hate?
  • 7. Best Friends?
  • 8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs?
  • 9. What's your dream job?
  • 10. Ever been in love?
  • 11. Last time you cried?
  • 12. Favorite color?
  • 13. Height?
  • 14. Birthday?
  • 15. Eye color?
  • 16. Hair color?
  • 17. What do you love?
  • 18. Obsession?
  • 19. If you had one wish, what would it be?
  • 20. Do you love someone?
  • 21. Kiss or hug?
  • 22. Nicknames people call you?
  • 23. Favorite song?
  • 24. Favorite band?
  • 25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you?
  • 26. Best thing that has ever happened to you?
  • 27. Something you would change about yourself?
  • 28. Ever dated someone?
  • 29. Worst mistake?
  • 30. Watch the movie or read the book?
  • 31. Ever had a heartbreak?
  • 32. Favorite show?
  • 33. Best day of your life?
  • 34. Any talents?
  • 35. Do you wish you could ever start over?
  • 36. Any bad habits?
  • 37. Ever had a near death experience?
  • 38. Someone I can tell anything to?
  • 39. Ever lost a loved one?
  • 40. Do you believe in love?
  • 41. Someone you hate/Dislike?
  • 42. Are you okay?
  • 43. Relationship status?
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batlock:

So.

Cards Against Humanity.

I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.

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It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.

If you have it, open your box.

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You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?

Do that.

Do it carefully.

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Holy shit.

There’s something in there. What could that be?

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There’s a card.

There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.

But what card?

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I fucking love these people.

iwantoblakeyou

Anonymous asked:

What's the most illegal thing you ever did?

almanzapedia answered:

At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

sephyerite:

No mercy.

So proud.