I'm a nineteen year old political science major at a university in Missouri. I am the worlds greatest defender of cliches and I generally have no idea what I'm doing.
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad? Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad. I’m the kind of guy that laughs at a funeral, can’t understand what I mean? Well, you soon will. I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve.