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*wipes yer face* don’t cry smol one. The bird poo will wash out.Ohhhhh maaaaiii cranberryyyyyys. I bet I blasted 10 pounds of Starling doo-doo out of the coop and feed room. It was in my hair, in my face, in my mouth! If I had the patience, I would sit out there and shoot every one of those birds. Seriously putting some stock in the plastic owl business.
There's some sense in it. Addiction to technology is very real... And I may be one such abuser.My parents are going to limit my BYC time because they say you all aren’t real friends and can’t always be there for me and I’m like, “why can’t I have friends on here?” And they said it isn’t a good use of your time. The truth is I’d rather spend time with you all because my real friends I’m seeing aren’t acting like true friends at all. You are my real friends! I cannot believe it. Why can’t you be friends with someone you don’t know/see?
Out of my skin, yes...*wipes yer face* don’t cry smol one. The bird poo will wash out.
My dad tells me that my friends on here aren't my real friends either. Luckily he isn't limiting my time, but I can relate and I'm sorry. ;-;My parents are going to limit my BYC time because they say you all aren’t real friends and can’t always be there for me and I’m like, “why can’t I have friends on here?” And they said it isn’t a good use of your time. The truth is I’d rather spend time with you all because my real friends I’m seeing aren’t acting like true friends at all. You are my real friends! I cannot believe it. Why can’t you be friends with someone you don’t know/see?
*sniffle* how deep dear fanci. Buying lots of chickens will clean out your soul like throwing up feathers clears out a hawks crop.Out of my skin, yes...
But not out of my soul
o-OOhhhhh maaaaiii cranberryyyyyys. I bet I blasted 10 pounds of Starling doo-doo out of the coop and feed room. It was in my hair, in my face, in my mouth! If I had the patience, I would sit out there and shoot every one of those birds. Seriously putting some stock in the plastic owl business.
Well if it was possible that you all weren’t on technology I would be on whatever else. It’s not the device, it’s the people.There's some sense in it. Addiction to technology is very real... And I may be one such abuser.
Thanks!My dad tells me that my friends on here aren't my real friends either. Luckily he isn't limiting my time, but I can relate and I'm sorry. ;-;