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remembering that octopus brains are donut shaped cause their esophagus goes thru the middle of their head and sometimes they die from brain damage from meal too big, and saying a long prayer before bed every night that if something like that happens to me i will be able to handle it gracefully

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having short-term memory is like. this book profoundly affected me. that show bared my soul. i don’t remember a single thing about it. but it did

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brb gonna study quantum physics to learn how to jump between universes, I can’t handle having spencer reid only inside my tv.

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this is what it feels like to open your notifications after you posted what u thought would be a banger but youve only gotten 1 like

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To All the Mutuals I Still Follow Even Though We Only Had That One Hyperfixation in Common Like Five Years Ago

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yeah i use this pro gamer technique called "hitting every single button frantically with my little raccoon hands until something happens" you probably wouldn't get it it's really advanced

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That one cartoon that has your nieces and nephews speaking in an accent

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I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath

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People are like "live in the moment" "stop taking so many pictures" but how else do I paint these pictures in my memory when my mind is so elusive? How do you expect me to remember the tiny details if I haven't captured them and saved them somewhere close to my heart where I can look back and smile? How do I find happiness when these moments are mere memories that are half forgotten when my days feel despondent? How else do I make something permanent when it longs to be fleeting?

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giving someone an annotated book is the biggest form of intimacy. it's like, "here's a piece of my soul that i think you would adore"

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every year the time passes and i say "wow i can't handle the passage of time" and the time continues to pass and the cycle repeats

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bilf (book i'd like to finish)