CLONG

CLONG BARTON

//CLONG Barton I'm crying please help me.

*buying a toilet brush to scrub my face off with*

//"A woman can assault a man for being a dick but if he does the same thing it's misogyny!!!" Time to insert bleach into my eyeballs.

If it's any consolation I once panicked so hard about what gift to get Pietro that I spent 300 on nothing but silver clothing.

//it'S MY BIRTHDAY WOOOO

//My friend spent.....179 dollars on a keyboard.... What the f u c k.

//Tfw when you come back from the dead

//(In other unrelated news, my passionate love for TMI has not depleted.)

//I get weirdly upset about logic in vidya games

//Tfw you really how often you use 'Tis when speaking with friends and feel like a fucking weeb

Natasha: The Literal Embodiment Of All Russian Stereotypes. Also she can murder me. I'll stop talking.

//Pietro: Death by Misunderstanding

Why is it that I can never get a break, I can't just drink champagne from a flute in peace, someone HAS to destroy half the mansion. Always.

Why... Why would someone steal Logans Scotch, never the Scotch. There will be deaths this day.

//I really hate twitter. I like, loathe it.

//So, I'm gonna say it outright, you guys might not get to see me for a long while, s'not that I want to leave, but twitter won't--

//I....... can't believe I'm on again

//*hacker voice* I'm in.