About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
I’m at work and waiting for my coworker/supervisor/boss (depends on the hat he’s wearing at the time) to come back with the mail. There’s nothing to do yet, so I’m reading…fanfiction.
What is wrong with me.
On a side note, I’m working fifteen hours today, so if I don’t make much sense by the end of it I’m sorry.
Sometimes CAH hits too close to home.
truth is a matter of circumstance. it’s not all things to all people at all times. and neither am i.
dean said ‘unusual suits’ and i was like ‘yes ok’