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Ha! This is almost the *exact* view from my therapist’s office, on the other side of 5th tho and a block south so I can’t see the water towers.

West Village (top of Empire State barely obscured), from the roof of my building where we all smoke. Sadly they’re turning the top two floors into condos and we’ll lose our unofficial “access” this year.

In the school computer lab, we could call the pay phone in my middle school with IP relay and make these poor operators read the most vile evil shit to whatever kid answered the phone. No one ever got caught for that, but we did get a kid to piss his pants once he laughed so hard, which was hard to explain.

Approximately one week after getting my temporary driver’s license, I took my sisters car from the parking lot (without telling her, since I didn’t have a legal license to drive alone). I picked up these idiot laxbro freshman and drove them to practice down the mile long semi-private gravel road from the academic

Indians fan here. We’ve been admiring this all season, but yall have seen Chapman’s butt, right?

still fucked up tho

That’s a leopard, not a cheetah