Ever have that moment when you just finished a basketball game and you haven't had dinner yet, and you're best friend just happens to be sitting next to you with her lunch box AND WONT GIVE YOU ANY FOOD?!
Because I'm having that moment right now, and SHE HAS FUCKING LUCKY CHARMS MARSHMELLOWS AND THOSE THINGS ARE WORTH DYING FOR.
Not sure if it's worth getting thrown off the bleachers for; but hey, I'm going to try. I'm fucking starving. And she won't give them to me EVEN THOUGH SHE SAID SHE WOULD AT LUNCH. ;-;
I WANT THOSE MARSHMELLOWS!!
Now, you may be wondering why these things are so amazing and why I'm willing to go on a rampage for them; but I guarantee you, 99% of everyone else reading this are just like "YAS BITCH YAS." Because y'all (what the fuck, Texan y'all.) have to admit that at least 1 time in you're life you've eaten the marshmallows FROM the box.
If you haven't; you haven't lived.
THEYRE SUGARY AMAZINGNESS.
NOW GO OUT THERE AND LIVE BY EATING A GIANT BOX OF LUCKY CHARMS MARSHMALLOWS AND GETTING HYPER AND SCREAMING ALPACAS WILL RULE THE EARTH.
❤️️️️️️Tails
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