klaasje
klaasje
i’m normal! i’m so unremarkably normal. i am, in fact, a spoilsport. i despise fun. i have to be the hottest guy in this hostel-cafeteria or i’ll develop a complex. a drunken lunatic said i looked cool smoking a cigarette and i’ve been riding that high ever since. i do not have strong feelings on anything. i’m experiencing deep inner turmoil over putting shiny hubcaps on my sensible sports car. pinball is EVIL. favouritism is bad except when it’s about me. the lunatic wants to play board games. we have postponed the murder investigation. we are playing board games. i am not emotionally compromised and i like him a normal amount
