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Remember

Does anyone here remember the days when millennials wouldn’t patronize us for not growing up with some of the same tHinGS? Y’know when they were still growing up too??

Those were the days man, I remember 4 of us jamming out to Barbie’s queen of the waves.

They were all at least 3 years older than me but they let me be Super Why when we re-enacted the show— good thymes

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My sweet innocent amiga: hey u ok¿ u look—

Me: dead. it’s only on the inside tho haha.

fWend: oh— sorry to hear about that???

Me: it’s fine the outside will die too eventually. just gotta weight uwu

Friend: it’s spelt ‘wait’

Me: we’re talki- never mind

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I’m a poet mom.

Do you ever just lay in bed and look at really deep quotes then start writing about some emotional shit that’s been on your mind for the last 45 seconds?? Then you feel like some poet stuck in the 21st century— rediscovering your talent that’s been buried inside you for so long. You realize you are a passionate being with a soul that cannot be contained and with the flare of a thousand suns— Only to remember that your vocab at school and with family legit consists of:

oof

yeet

uh

frick

yeehaw

mood

me

i’m dead

Oh would you look at that, it’s also 3am.

(Read the lined out??? Parts too-)

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Me *at elementary school fun fair to my dumbass classmates who decided to show up too* : Yo don’t swear in front of the kidz

Me; an intellectual: Ay heckidytities mate it’s been a while

I must admit at one point in the past 6 minutes that I had this blog I intended for it to go somewhere.

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Chat person: This is the thing I say.