This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it Wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest, and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, Oh.
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Found this absolute treasure at the thrift store, a little trash can mug with a freaking fish bone at the bottom. I left the store without it and I just know it's gonna haunt me for the rest of my life
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3 am but i needed to post….i foresaw this in a dream (my friend sent me the meme a few minutes ago)
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SPACE BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY BELOVED
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*jigsaw voice* “Hello, Doctor Wilson. I want to play a game. In front of you, you will find a stack of divorce papers. Next to it, you will find a box of rings with needles attached to their centers. For every document you count in the stack, you must put one of the rings on. You have until clinic duty to preform this task. If you fail, you will have to give 100 dollars in unmarked bills to Dr. Gregory House, who is in no way involved in this test. Lose a bet, or lose your fingers, James, the choice is yours.”
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