Our scars are a story of our past but they don't define us or determine our future. Also yes that is my lovable dog otto.
I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store.
I think about this all the time
do u ever have a thought that’s so fuckin inappropriate that u feel like dumping a bucket of water on urself like. calm down, self. tone it down. think about jesus
This is the animal they chose to represent Satan.
The Father of Lies
Just think about that for a moment.
why did the chicken cross the road
He got hit by a car halfway across
The driver couldn’t see him because he’s a chicken and chickens aren’t that tall so it wasn’t really his fault but the chicken’s family still sued the driver and got a lot of money from the court case so now the late chicken’s family live in a giant fancy chicken coop and eat those fancy expensive worms the end
That was an adventure
funny story my 5th grade elementary school teacher was the one who figured out i had crazy bad adhd
i hope she’s doing well