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@them0mfriend 

Ray-Ban Sunglasses

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Ray Ban glasses 90%off will only need $24.99 and will donate $2.40 to COVID-19

@snitchseeking @hp-aesthetic @ohgeorgie @hpaesthetic @poetbitesback @staff

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Tonight You’re My Filthy Fucking Whore

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"Don't bully Pyke. His name is Pyke, he has enough problems."

My English teacher

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"I'm not an expert on guns but I think some shots were just fired."

My friend Tanner

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"She smirked, a single, small black curl hanging in her face a she watched the realization bloom across his face. 'You're real,' he whispered, fighting the urge to reach out and touch her. 'You're my angel. You...you kept me safe....' She laughed, and he realized exactly how real it was. 'Of course I'm real, someone had to keep you safe. How else would we meet?'

~Excerpt from a half-written story (J.C)

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When the fuck am I ever going to use Finite math in real life? When am I ever gonna need to multiple and divide matrices?? The only thing I've used Finite for is remembering how to spell definitely.

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Moonlight Sonata is the best music to relax to and no one can tell me differently.

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WHY DO GIRLS BRAG ABOUT BEING WHORES

HERPES IS FOR LIFE

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Can we be a child’s painting? 

A paper so white, so pure. 

Waiting to be filled as our lives go on. We can paint with the colors of our lives. 

Yellow, for our happiest of days, when the sun shines for hours. 

Blue for the days when our hearts are heavy. 

Red, for our scraped knees on the pavement. 

You said you wouldn’t let go. 

Green, for when our envy makes us sick. 

Baby blue, the color of the ocean, where we met.

Pink, as my cheeks were when you told me you loved me. 

Purple, for the passion I felt for you. 

Brown, the color of your perfect eyes. 

More red, for when you broke my heart, and my blood dripped to the floor. 

Black, as the streaks of make-up down my cheeks as I cried for you. 

You said you wouldn’t let go. 

The colors mix brokenly, fingerprints stain the page. 

You can’t see the white,

The purity, 

Anymore. 

Let us be a child’s painting, shown to our parents hours after the colors dry. 

I look a mess, with colors uneven. A story that’s a headache to read. 

And the last question is: 

Will Mom still hang me on the fridge? 

~ Please be proud of my mess (J.C) 

#poetry

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I'm always confused when Doctor Who fans talk about the show, but then I think that they are probably confused when I talk about Harry Potter.

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"Bad news is always better than not knowing."

-me