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So my friend is really innocent and we were at a sleepover party with a few other girls and they were trying to explain the concept of porn to her. She was really disgusted. 

A week later I was looking at the Tastemade article on snapchat and I yelled “FOODPORN FRIDAY BITCHES”

She just stared at me and screamed “WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?”

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Finish this christmas song! Dashing through the

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I was explaining asexuality to my friend and she said

Friend: “So... asexuals can’t have sex?”

Me: “No... asexuals CAN have sex... Asexuals are just not sexually attracted to anyone”

Friend: “OOOoooohhhhhhh so it’s like just fucking a dead body???”

Me: “NNNNNNNOOOOOOoooooooooooooo... Sam, you’re seventeen... no... stop.”

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This may have happened to me

Because most people believe in 4 sexualities or under.

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BEAUTIFUL. 

THIS IS LITERALLY ME.

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👭💞😍🌹😻🌹😍💞👭

A little spell to attract girls who like girls into your life 🙈

Like to charge Reblog to cast

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✨lgbtq blog✨

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NEW VIDDY-YO! 

crafting clay creatures!

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So I had an operation:

I had my appendix removed. (I have no recollection of this) and after the operation they woke me up and my mum put her hand to my face. Like a fuckin zombie i clasped her hand like a life rope and my mum got startled. I then started talking into her hand like a phone and nobody realised until i yelled to all the medical team: “SHUT THE FUCK UP IM TAKING A VERY IMPORTANT CALL YOU HEATHENS” then proceeded to having a conversation about the 90′s with my mothers hand.

I was also attached to a glass box (I think it was a pump or some shit like that... but it looked very medical) and my drugged up ass thought it was an aquarium. I then started asking why it was empty and then started sobbing because of the lack of axolotls in the “fish tank”

I have NO recollection of this.

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Being Terrified of Needles:

Some things that happened to me because i’m a wimp.

The first one happened when I was fourteen: The nurse was legit about to put this harpoon sized machine in my arm (my mum and dad were present) and before she could do anything I yelled “I THOUGHT YOU HAD TO ASK IF I WAS PREGNANT???” my the room was completely silent for a solid minute and then the nurse said “Well, ARE you pregnant?” (Keep in mind that I was fourteen and TERRIFIED) and I put my arms protectively over my stomach and said, “Obviously...” (I wasn’t. That would’ve been impossible.). The shade of green my mum turned at that point... but then I admitted I lied.  Then they gave me the injection. I cried for two hours. 

The second one happened when I was eleven, they gave me the first one... and they found out that I needed another one. BITCH I RAN. I SPENT FUCKING FIFTEEN MINUTES HIDING FROM NURSES AND MY PARENTS, IN THE PHARMACY/ WAITING ROOM/ COURTYARD. But then my dad found me sobbing in a clothes display :/ 

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I’m not sure if I’m really paranoid or my friends are just really bad at pretending to like me?

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Was with my lil sis (4 y/old) and we were walking in front of my cousins when she suddenly stopped and urgently blurted out:

“Real princesses don’t leave their friends behind do they?”

To which I replied with: “No. Princesses always stay together.”

My sis thought for a second then said, “Ok we need to walk faster.”

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If there was an English word “for the day after tomorrow” it would be “Overmorrow.” (according to https://www.google.co.nz/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=3&ved=0ahUKEwiQxMXGkKjRAhUGtJQKHXsEDxEQFggiMAI&url=http%3A%2F%2Fenglish.stackexchange.com%2Fquestions%2F51675%2Fis-there-a-one-word-english-term-for-the-day-after-tomorrow&usg=AFQjCNEejW8mzVh6TPs4pVb2olSv50GpBQ&sig2=pCK3ogoEp6dXJxdDUw9Bqg&bvm=bv.142059868,d.dGo)  

Can be bring this back or make a slang term? What would the slang term be?

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See my last post this is about the same girl

I was waiting in a lunch line with my best friend (who has insomnia) and she was tired beyond belief, then this girl comes up behind us (see last post) and starts chatting to us (like we weren’t in the middle of having our own conversation or anything) and my best friend starts to yawn and sees the girls face and says, “I’m sorry, you’re not boring, Im just really tired.” So I say “Promise you’ll get some sleep tonight kiddo m’kay?” 

“I can’t, it’s my insomnia” my friend says, then the girl raises her hand for a high five and says, “HI FIVE INSOMNIA CLUB” looking really pleased with herself. 

My friend just looked at her like “what kind of dumb bitch is happy about having insomnia?” 

It was really fucked up. 

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That time a I was called Honey.

This girl kept on texting me starting off calling me “Honey” or “Princess” (it’s really weird) then she would talk about how she has depression for a few minutes, then after that she blamed me for her having depression and after a few of these episodes went on these chats got more and more intense where she was actually using her mental illnesses (she claimed that she had many) to make me feel sorry for her and make me feel bad in general. (Also she sorta convinced my boyfriend at the time to lie to my face about countless things) 

So one day I told my two best friends about her and how it was generally concerning me and what the fuck I should do (and these girls are basically my sisters and they’d never tell so much as whisper to somebody else and I swear they didn’t tell, and we were in a slightly crowded area with 5-6 other people, but theres probably a 90% chance they didn’t hear us and I was being discreet af) and then a few nights later the girl texted me basically saying that I was a bitch and didn’t understand what depression was like etc. and how she almost cut because of me and I was sobbing at this point then HOLY SHIT LO AND BEHOLD SHE TEXTED ME “AS MY MUM SAYS; GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU SPOILED LITTLE BRAT” 

Then she texted more obscene words and unsightly threats and left because I didn’t text her back. Now also, I fully support people with depression, anxiety, etc (both of the sisterly friends have or have had some form of mental illness), but when somebody uses their mental illness to hurt somebody else that is not ok. What do you guys think?