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ACI

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HER FACE! HJGFURTHDJFGKB,HJN

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Rest in power, Eric & Erica Garner. 

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his vocals give me chills, they’re so perfect

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Just to brighten your day

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i’ve watched this a gazillion times the past several days pls help

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*Milly Rocks in Spanish*

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When he did the impression of his white friend I freakin lost ittttt lmaooo 💀😂 this will never get old

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☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾

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Dark skinned black girls own tennis now and whites can’t have it back.

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Curry Goat served with Roti & Shredded Veg | Sharmz Restaurant & Lounge (Spanish Town)

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Thats much healthier than a lot of other avenues of “false intimacy”. Better stimulate that mind that have strangers stimulate your body for temporary satisfaction. 

Having no sources of intimacy in your daily life and therefore resorting to learning as much as you can as a way to pass the time is such a sad cycle, every single day its like what can I become obsessively interested in this time to vaguely simulate companionship and a temporary sense of purpose that I know will eventually make me feel even more alone because even if I find meaning and enjoyment it is completely irrelevant to and isolated from everyone and everything else

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First Look.  'She’s Gotta Have It.’ The Upcoming Netflix Series.

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Scary Powerpuff villains FTW!

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“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

“I am the manager.”