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YOU KNOW WHEN YOU SAY SOMETHING AND YOU THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE FUNNY BUT THEN IT’S JUST AWKWARD AND YOU IMMEDIATELY REGRET SAYING IT AND YOU JUST CURL UP IN A BALL AND DIE AND IT’S ALL YOU THINK ABOUT FOR LIKE TWELVE YEARS AFTER IT HAPPENED AND THE OTHER PERSON THAT YOU SAID IT TO PROBABLY DIDN’T EVEN THINK ANYTHING OF IT BUT YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS RUINED BECAUSE OF IT 

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masturbating with your pet in the room

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I like how teens are too young to figure out their sexuality unless its heterosexual

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trying to console a friend whose problems you cant even begin to understand

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me: hey let’s make a weird face!

Frank: all of my faces are weird!

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Because we define ourselves by hate [...] I’m not saying everyone needs to go around playing nice and never admitting that they dislike things. But perhaps we as a culture have exhausted whatever can positively be gained by ignorantly dismissing things as loudly as we can. 

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[knocks on your door aggressively] hi im here to talk to you about our lord and saviour fall out boy and their new album save rock and roll

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I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

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writing is safer, somehow because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do, and words get stuck in throats, not fingertips, can’t stumble on paper trails of blue lines because writing is definite and clear and no one can tell if i am crying or laughing through written words alone 

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