Pompadour

If it was me I'd climb a tree because I've never climbed one my whole life and it'd be safer up there, I think. Unless it began to rain or ...

Anger, sadness, runaway emotions and insanity. It just feels so free. I love writing about psychological turmoil, but with streaks and splashes of hope and humour. It adds this dark ...

I'd like to try this out too! Hmm, something dark but with a tinge of humour maybe? Something heart-wringing? Preferably historical. Or you could just give me an interesting photo, ...

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I have this coat rack in my room that I spray-painted a dull silver and hung colourful umbrellas from. My room's on the first floor, so people think I'm crazy ...

When you'll meet, so you can brace yourself for it. But knowing who it was would ruin all the suspense. Would you rather eat nothing but dark chocolate all your ...

Hey! I'm not sick. *sneezes five times in a row* * causes tissue paper avalanche* So, where's the soup?

Banned because you can't just say so. sheesh. You have to have a pre-planned because i said so appointment.

Well, wouldn't we have to open a Pompadour's school for homeless guys to teach them the meaning of that acronym that everyone's probably forgotten by now?

No, my face freaks the horror movies out. TUBM doesn't believe in unicorns.

Why is this site filled with good-looking people?! It deflates my ego something awful. *crouches in corner* @Maximilia Your haaaatttt.

Ouch

Fortunately, giant cacti decided to destroy the mushrooms on your pizza and you had pasta instead.

I'd insult you, but the mere fabric of your inexperienced cranium wouldn't comprehend the fact that this is a veiled insult that I won't bother composing since, well, you just ...

But I neeeed the soup. *sneezes violently*