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“you wanna see my breasts” i say seductively to my boyfriend. i unbutton my shirt to reveal two large, succulent cuts of meat. i am a chicken. why do i have a boyfriend. why am i wearing clothes
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You’re bad at grammar? *pats u on shoulder* their, they’re, there.
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my sister used to do this to all her nails and scratch people at school because she genuinely really hates everyone she meets
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“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
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So what did you guy’s do today?… Anyway, I don’t really care, I just want to brag about the fact that I got to see a fucking caesarean! As in surgery, as in a fucking baby get cut out of a woman’s uterus. It was fucking awesome. First surgery I’ve ever seen up close, so much blood (mixed with amniotic fluid) but it was like the coolest thing I’ve ever seen!
Just keeping a journal of my dreams, you know, normal stuff…