Well. Fuck.
I lose things all the motherflipping time.
Like, if I drop something or an item rolls of my desk (like a writing utensil) it doesn't go to the floor.
I'm pretty sure it doesn't even fucking make it that far.
My theory is that before it even hits the ground it drops straight into a different motherfucking dimension
Like fuck
Or I find it later halfway across the goddamn room
Or behind my bed
And once, I found my LGBT pen ON THE FAN
Although I was probably on something when that one happened
Do you guys ever lose things only to recover it YEARS LATER, just casually in the carpet when you've vacuumed the carpeting thousands of times since then?
FUCCCKKKK
Comment the craziest thing that's happened to you ^-^
Later my beautifuls,
-VengefulMarionettes
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RandomI'm pissed and I need coffee. Or any sort of energy drink whatsoever. And quite possibly a knife, bleach, body bags, and hydrochloric acid.
