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I learned a have a peanut allergy

I don’t know how people who have peanut allergies actually spend their time on earth. Peanut butter is the absolute best thing the world has ever gifted to us, and I cry tears upon the soil that grew the gorgeous nut. Whoever invented the process of carving the magnificent peanut into a smooth and creamy paste for me to spread along or drop on top of anything I wish and desire to, is a glorious soul that wish eternal happiness and joy towards. Every morning I open my well rested eyes and let the sun peek out to peel away the last bit of sleepiness out of me. All so I can manage to crawl out of my confined and comfy mattress, and straight to the kitchen, where my sinful delight is kept. Even with all of that, there are still those alive on the planet who go against the heaven’s spawn. People who choose to not indulge in this fantastic treat, people who react negatively towards it. Allergic reactions? That’s just an excuse to hide their true evil intentions. There’s not a way that peanut butter could cause someone to be anything but thrilled and overflowing with joy. If someone chooses to partake in the peanut butter and end up signing away their life, it’s a deal with the devil that they chose to make. At least they’d have died a happy death, and rose above all those who avoid the butter of peanuts.

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“Come here, you greedy little baka blaster.” Your boyfriend announces through your classroom. You look up to see him standing in front of the whole class butt naked. “Come to your master.”

You get up and your 1 inch 3 centimeters tall legs quiver with sheer delight. You have to walk up to the board in front of everyone and try not to get tumbled over by the wind of someone blinking too closely to you.

Your boyfriend pinches his fingers on the back of your hoodie, effectively picking you up. He snorts you up his nose, and takes in your sweet scent. Then, you take control of his body and core from the inside. You make him jab the projector into himself, and he is electrocuted. He wets himself.

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Anyone else have that one kid in like 1st grade that always got a nose bleed in the middle of class? Wonder how those people are doing now

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Nervous in the gym? Maybe while you’re grocery shopping, or playing an arcade game? Just taking a walk or reading in the library? Everyone will tell you that nobody is paying attention to you, they have lives and your embarrassing acts aren’t relevant to them. Well I’ll tell you this, you’re wrong. You’re wrong, because I’m there. I’m always there, watching and judging you. Someone has to , be lucky it’s me, because I’ll make sure to never miss a day. I’ll be certain to criticize your every move and especially mistake. Never forget that when you’re out, I am too. And when you’re in? I’m making sure to critique your lack of healthy habits, and cause you to walk by the window to make sure no one’s peeking in. You can take a seat, but you’re never gonna get comfortable

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“Don’t judge a book by its cover,” but sometimes books design their covers to let you know what’s inside ong

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I ate hummus earlier and now every time I scratch my face I can smell it

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I just realized all of my toes are constantly touching each other

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My day is decided based entirely on what pair of earrings I pick out in the morning

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Idk why I’m so embarrassed over things that aren’t embarrassing, and so nonchalant about things that generally should embarrass me. I’ll tell people all about how I ate poop while coming out of the womb, but if you ask me what I had for lunch it’s like, “T-tuna.. sandwich.”

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Speed

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I don’t know how people who have peanut allergies actually spend their time on earth. Peanut butter is the absolute best thing the world has ever gifted to us, and I cry tears upon the soil that grew the gorgeous nut. Whoever invented the process of carving the magnificent peanut into a smooth and creamy paste for me to spread along or drop on top of anything I wish and desire to, is a glorious soul that wish eternal happiness and joy towards. Every morning I open my well rested eyes and let the sun peek out to peel away the last bit of sleepiness out of me. All so I can manage to crawl out of my confined and comfy mattress, and straight to the kitchen, where my sinful delight is kept. Even with all of that, there are still those alive on the planet who go against the heaven’s spawn. People who choose to not indulge in this fantastic treat, people who react negatively towards it. Allergic reactions? That’s just an excuse to hide their true evil intentions. There’s not a way that peanut butter could cause someone to be anything but thrilled and overflowing with joy. If someone chooses to partake in the peanut butter and end up signing away their life, it’s a deal with the devil that they chose to make. At least they’d have died a happy death, and rose above all those who avoid the butter of peanuts.

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Day 1 of adding an original motto to this whiteboard.

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Brown eyed people will try so hard to convince you their eyes aren’t actually brown. “Actually, by observing with the 10X magnification of the regular human eye capability, you can clearly see that right here on the left corner of my smaller eye’s iris, there’s a major amount of green enveloping the entirety of that area so actually my eyes are green or hazel not brown.”

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Does Dolores have any ability to sort of.. narrow her hearing? I understand that her gift is just being able to hear anything/everything, but did she have a limit to how far she could hear? I sort of thought about this from Saiki k and his mind reading thing. Does she have some way to pin point one person or area that she wants to hear, or is it just a constant array of loud sounds and conversations?

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He fell off the shelf

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You ever rub your eyes in the shower and hear that widow wiping sound

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It’s weird to think about how many people are actually on the planet. You’re never alone, even in your thoughts. I mean, whatever you’re thinking about, there’s a 99% chance someone else is also thinking about that specific thing. Someone could be thinking about this exact thought right now too. This also reminds me of a scenario my grandma talked about, where people have the exact same thoughts with planning things. She used the example that everyone would plan to do something on a Wednesday, rather than a day on the weekend. Because, “No one else would plan to do something on Wednesday/nobody does things on Wednesday”. Then, everyone shows up on Wednesday and it’s empty wherever on the Weekend, when it would’ve been ‘busy’.