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Empathy cringe af
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Final answer
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My mother tends to ask about why I use notebooks as journals and how I get through them so quickly. The thing is I only journal about very specific moments by drawing them out, and about overpowering emotions by writing poetry out of them. That means that five minutes can take up ten pages and weeks can take up no space.
The drawings are shitty, but they allow me to relive moments whenever I need to. Either good or bad.
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Shit this is the only chainpost that has ever scared me. Hell no. Not risking it.
Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.
I love my mom.
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I am risking nothing
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I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY
Will not risk.
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sorry followers :(
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Eren: *phone rings*
Mikasa: *looks at contact name: “daddy”*
Mikasa: I thought your dad died?
Eren: *answers call and makes eye contact with Mikasa*
Eren: Hey, Levi.
Mikasa: *chokes on water*
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concept: the year is 2034. i walk into work with coffee in hand. coworker is wearing cool shoelaces and i compliment them absentmindedly. they look me dead in the eye and say, “thanks, i stole them from the president.” scalding coffee leaks out of every one of my orifices and i hide in the bathroom convulsing for the rest of the day
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When Jack met Sally.
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Life in (techni)color.
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This is perfect.
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I have been two weeks without a phone, and I must say I have gotten VERY good at finding weird ways to send memes to my friends.
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The worst thing about the last 24 hours of my life was having to admit that my mom was fucking right from the very beginning. Being played is not bad, what’s bad is allowing someone to play you and actually thinking you deserve it.
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Maria Callas in costume for La Traviata, 1955
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