Today is your last chance to vote for A.S. elections. You know what that means, you apathetic slackers that haven’t voted yet: It’s time to vote ‘human. I wrecked havoc on campus this morning with a drizzle as an ominous warning of what will happen if the ‘human isn’t elected A.S. President.
Thursday’s forecast: The ‘human promises that, if elected, it will only rain beer in Isla Vista. No more silly water.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
