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my ultimate fantasy is to have a brain and body that allows me to enjoy being alive

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my ultimate fantasy is to have a brain and body that allows me to enjoy being alive

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Dude living downstairs has been loudly rapping for like 10 minutes, then suddenly did a high pitched scream, and now its silent down there

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hey, you ever just crave a gut wrenching amount of somehow hope-laced sadness that makes you both want to die and live?

Oh you do? Okay so go ahead and watched Dead Poets Society and then watch Spring Awakening and then -and this is what will break you- look up John Gallagher Jr winning his Tony and just have a look at the presenter for a minute.

Guarantee if you follow those steps you will be broken and yet ever so happy about it somehow.

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Love a blood feud as like a narrative device but irl it’s so goofy and silly. Like what you’re doing all of this because…? Because your daddy is mad at my daddy? Are you serious? Are you five years old? Are you not your own man? Have you no principles but the ones insisted upon you? We have no qualms with each other. You literally don’t even like your dad man come on

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"tumblr humor is only funny to tumblr users" NOT true. those bitches on pinterest love us.

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The agony of thinking you’re finished doing the dishes only to turn around and to your horror: the pot.

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never kill yourself. i just tried a new flavor of my favorite cereal

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Really been mulling this over a lot lately.

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i think ultimately you do really have to kill that part of your brain that vividly imagines how you would redo parts of your life.

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died and came back exactly the same but something was so so so wrong with me before and now I have an excuse to really lean into it

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the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself