I knew before.
They won't let me talk about anything critically + assertively.
They always throw in some watermelon seeds. "Ooh, I have to do something mean to Christina all the time. This isn't a prize. This is impressive."
Orlando has turned into fluff. Huffle Fluff. You know I was at a high ranked private college today, and I think the kids there are surprised the life of Generation XY/Y was about Pokemon and Harry Potter.
What are these people trying to do to me? Turn me into their trash? I bet they can't take this post.