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Apparently my breasts feel like chicken…
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Dimples are places
Where those who have frowned
Too much
Too long
Can store smiles
And that’s why it seems they
Never
Run
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Murder 4 Hire: I never, ever talk about work because I don’t give a fuck about most... I never, ever talk about work because I don’t give a fuck about most people’s stories about work. Just a bunch of bitching, and nobody wants to hear that about anything, let alone “stupid ass customers”. But, the other day, I was presented with an interesting story.
I work at the Derby Museum and…
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That mini heart attack you have when you start shitting And suddenly realize you can’t find the toilet paper
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Another nightmare….
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“We’re all architects of our own private hell. No one can hurt us like we’ve hurt ourselves.” — (via thoughtsdoneopen)(via patthefat)
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Untitled: I wish I was funny, or clever or talented or interesting or had... I wish I was funny, or clever or talented or interesting or had friends that invited me places or that I did fun things or had a fun sense of humor or could impress people or was smart or could hold a normal conversation with somebody or knew how to make people feel better or could help people or…
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That was probably the worst dream I’ve had in a long time…. I kind of just want to die right now….
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What do your lines say?
This is weird.
It’s Robert Pattinson in the days before Twilight.
Look at him, still smiling. There’s hope in his eyes. He can see a future before him, and he still believes that it can be good. He still has dreams.
It’s like Dean Winchester before Hell
(via onlylolgifs)
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Why am I so fucking lame?! My girlfriend doesn’t even think I’m fun or cool or attractive or anything! I mean fuck if I can’t impress her, what hope do I have with anyone else? I should just fucking kill myself, right?!
