dear satan, lets make a deal.
you can have my soul (has some stains and maybe mold and dust, nothing a power wash can't fix) in exchange for captions on your pictures
Yes. Very much so. And if you give me a form to fill out, my bones vaporize into smoke as a collapse into a meat suit on the floor. @_@
People are the most stressful things on the planet.
I spent a year and a half working for capital one customer service and haven't answered my phone in 15 years since except when expecting calls to interviews for a new job. Everyone who knows me either texts me or contacts through facebook messenger or telegram.