Last week, I was supposed to write a poem for my English class. It's fun writing poems because nobody understands them. You could write "A blue cup, washing in the wind" and accept praise for it.
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Last week, I'm lying on my back thinking, "I can't believe I have Astronomy 1 at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning," when I feel another one coming. Holy shit, not again! I've been in the toilet all night, and ...
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It is obvious the Internet is killing us - not mentally, but physically. For example, when I checked my e-mail this morning, I fell out of my chair and broke my right nut.
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This is something I hate more than anything else. I hate when, for example, I'm about to walk into San Nicolas Residence Hall, but before I go inside, I yell to a bunch of guys playing football on the...
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I'm a little, nervous shit, so at my first UCSB party I walked up to this gigantic senior carrying a bottle of vodka and asked him, "So, how do you get a girl around here?" He didn't respond with comp...
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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”
