I have managed to avoid you for the past eight or so months.

With

That door will.

As you see fit.

If the mock turtles are in conjecture before the day of wax and the weather pins are pale left, then four and sixteen should be plenty.

Maybe?????

Reasonably.

It's kind of a given that anyone who uses formspring must be spending too much time on the internet.

you can call your friends whatever and however you like

What does that even mean.

As loud as it needs to be.

Only when there are people around, yes.

Anyone who does anything.

Piano and Homestuck.

Gaius Maximilian Yoshikawa-Hernandez, or something as improbable.

I can think of a fair few parasitic animals that I find scary, but I can't name off the top off my head the scariest one (I suppose I'm equally afraid of them), and while I do find pest cockroaches despicable, the Chironex frightening, tarantulas fear-striking, the Rattus rattus vagrant, poison dart frogs best avoided, ichneumon wasps ruthless, the Giant Anteater mesmerising, the Cordyceps a fungus, gastropods pitiable and ants batshit-insanely-terrifying (in numbers, which undermines their qualification in this exposition), I suppose the winner goes to the Scolopendra.

Technically, a coward.

Just keep in mind that a lot of the time, you'll regret the things you don't end up doing more so than the things that you do end up doing. Until you get over it anyway, but let's assume you don't for a considerable while.

For the first few minutes or so; they almost always never stick around. I've been thinking of keeping a dream diary, but I can never be bothered enough to prepare one. Writing's the last thing you want to do when you're half-awake anyway.

Nipples. What would I need them for?