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I'm mean. One time I told my friend he looked fat because I thought it would give him an eating disorder. Instead he got in shape and is now really muscular and and attractive. Almost everyone likes him better than me. That really bit me in the ass, huh guys? The moral of this story is: If you're gonna be mean. Be REALLY mean. Don't half-ass it.
Morals. Do I have morals? Sometimes I can't tell. Would a person with morals accidentally bump into another car and drive away? Would he lie to get out of commitments? Would he cheat on tests? I don't know I'm too busy trying to con my new girlfriend out of $20
Little things really. Cells. What do they do? Stem cells, jail cells. All pretty stupid. But maybe not. I just have existential ennui.