mockingjew:

hi
hi hi
hi hi hi hi hi

Hey.

mockingjew:

hi

hi hi

hi hi hi hi hi

Hey.


dirudo:

me

dirudo:

me

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facts-i-just-made-up:

They call it “Petflix” and the streaming mode is very disturbing.

facts-i-just-made-up:

They call it “Petflix” and the streaming mode is very disturbing.


m1n4:

Ik ik

m1n4:

Ik ik

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Me: Yay! No more school! I can sleep in tomorrow!
My boss: LOLNOPE, I need you in by 5:30 tomorrow morning.


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I just spent 2 hours trying to find a post I saw earlier.  I really want to find that post.  Going back to searching.


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me: i have a bruise
me: i'm going to name you Lee
me:
bruise:
me:
bruise:
me:
bruise:
me: Bruise Lee

whudduplex:

irene-j0y:
I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call.
I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was.
A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?”
I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist. 
She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.”
I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?”
This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say.
She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”
And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.

whudduplex:

irene-j0y:

I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call.

I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was.

A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?”

I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist. 

She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.”

I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?”

This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say.

She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”

And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.

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