Katamari Demacy is creepy similar to the movie Slither.
I tend to sniff loudly to alert people of my presence.
I own a machete. You know, for zombie outbreaks.
I am strangely aware of my ever dropping number of "friends" on Facebook.
Where does social tolerance end and pariah begin?
My room is filled with 2/3 empty bottles of soda because that's all I wanted at the time.
Seeing my tattoo after forgetting about it makes me happy.
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