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lost-in-frog-land · 5 minutes
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okay americans i gotta ask because as an European i grew up with lots of american shows and cartoons and in a lot of them there was an episode where they give the protags a doll or an egg or a bag of flour or whatever and told them pretend to be its parents or something
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lost-in-frog-land · 16 minutes
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never ask a woman her age a man his salary your mutual how late it is in her timezone when she starts posting about that bisexual man
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lost-in-frog-land · 21 minutes
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btw you can make home in my ribcage, if you even care
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lost-in-frog-land · 7 hours
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No but the way me and my friend were talking yesterday about how we wanted starkid to release Workin' Boys and then THEY DID
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lost-in-frog-land · 7 hours
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lost-in-frog-land · 8 hours
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Reblog for a larger sample size, if possible.
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lost-in-frog-land · 8 hours
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who else up feeling a deep fondness for their beloved friends in their phone
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lost-in-frog-land · 8 hours
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had 4 hours of sleep and now I'm in everyone hates me land
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lost-in-frog-land · 10 hours
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If Charlie slimecicle had periods he would come up with the worst sentences known to man about it he would not shut up about all the slime he's leaking and give us all the graphic details and I'm so sad I don't live in the timeline
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lost-in-frog-land · 10 hours
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call out post
HELLO??? IS ANYONE THERE????????
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lost-in-frog-land · 10 hours
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I think a lot about who I am to other people in the world–particular who I am to strangers as a mere concept in their lives.
Today this woman called our information desk and said, “my son’s band is playing tonight. I want to come see him, but he never answers his phone…..I want to be there. Have you heard anything about his band?”
And I felt so bad for this lady but I’m not in the music scene around here so I had to tell her no, sorry.
Five hours later, I’m hiking and run into a group of guys setting up for some outdoor performance, and as I watch them unload the drums it hits me.
“Hey,” I said, “are y’all in a band?”
They said yeah and smiled and I told them “one of your moms called today. She wants to watch you play, but she can’t get a hold of you. Call your mom.”
And they all pulled out their phones and started discussing whose mom it probably was as they presumably dialed their own.
And now, unless we meet again and recognize each other, that’s who I’ll be forever to those guys–some mysterious courier for mom-messages who came out of the woods and told them their mom called.
I didn’t even tell them why their mom called me. Who am I to their mom?? Nobody even asked. They just took my word for it and called their mothers.
Amazing.
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lost-in-frog-land · 10 hours
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I think a lot about who I am to other people in the world–particular who I am to strangers as a mere concept in their lives.
Today this woman called our information desk and said, “my son’s band is playing tonight. I want to come see him, but he never answers his phone…..I want to be there. Have you heard anything about his band?”
And I felt so bad for this lady but I’m not in the music scene around here so I had to tell her no, sorry.
Five hours later, I’m hiking and run into a group of guys setting up for some outdoor performance, and as I watch them unload the drums it hits me.
“Hey,” I said, “are y’all in a band?”
They said yeah and smiled and I told them “one of your moms called today. She wants to watch you play, but she can’t get a hold of you. Call your mom.”
And they all pulled out their phones and started discussing whose mom it probably was as they presumably dialed their own.
And now, unless we meet again and recognize each other, that’s who I’ll be forever to those guys–some mysterious courier for mom-messages who came out of the woods and told them their mom called.
I didn’t even tell them why their mom called me. Who am I to their mom?? Nobody even asked. They just took my word for it and called their mothers.
Amazing.
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lost-in-frog-land · 10 hours
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Me @ my followers who are going through last days/weeks of school
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lost-in-frog-land · 10 hours
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Wait… Isn’t Ed Balls day coming up? ED BALLS DAY, I HAVE TO GET READY TO CELEBRATE 
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lost-in-frog-land · 19 hours
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epic aro sculpture i did for class
the heart is made out of plastic bags wrapped with tape, so it's squishy ^_^ and the knife is qtips hot glued together. the knife is also removable!
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epic aro sculpture i did for class
the heart is made out of plastic bags wrapped with tape, so it's squishy ^_^ and the knife is qtips hot glued together. the knife is also removable!
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lost-in-frog-land · 19 hours
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I love being on my period it's like regularly being transported to a world where I cant do anything and everybody hates me
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