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The Voices
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Three raccoons in a trench coat.
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 3 months ago
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New Trouble Lines
Each student now has individual trouble lines when faced with a specific opponent. These can be spoken in either order and should still mostly make sense.
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HEARTSLABYUL
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SAVANACLAW
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OCTAVINELLE
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SCARABIA
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POMEFIORE
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IGNIHYDE
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DIASOMNIA
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GRIM
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Requested by Anonymous.
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 6 months ago
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 6 months ago
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Choose a parent, epel
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 6 months ago
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Being the unemployed friend is a very important role in every functioning platonic unit. I’m proud to be onešŸ’–
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 6 months ago
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deuce just needs a little reminder sometimes it’s okay buddy 🫶
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 7 months ago
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HE'S ACTING LIKE A TIRED HUSBAND 😭
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 7 months ago
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This, but the second the garbage truck takes it away, I’m struck with inspiration that has me fall to my knees in regret; thus I hoard even more boxes that I’ll never use, so I throw them away, but the second the garbage tru—
Lord, grant me the strength to throw away this box that i'll never use, the courage to throw away this box that i'll never use, and the wisdom to throw away this box that i'll never use
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brainrot-bookieee Ā· 7 months ago
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ā€œCan a man be cunty?ā€ My brother asked as we watched Arcane season 2 Act II.
I turned to look at him, confused as to what in the world triggered such a question.
ā€œā€¦I think so.ā€ My answer lacked confidence.
I suddenly remembered a week prior when I taught him about ā€œserving cuntā€ and ā€œeatingā€. The topic hadn’t been brought up again so I assumed it was lost to time.
But my teachings did not fall on deaf ears. In fact, the concept lingered in his mind. Accumulating to the formation of, what to him must have seemed, a revolutionary ask.
I was unaware my brother had reached such levels of superior thought. I was proud. Tears threatened to break pass my wary lids from the Shakespearean tragedy playing on our shared screen.
ā€œYes. Men can be cunty.ā€
This time, my words were strong.
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