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I’m at my orchestra concert
Performing in half an hour
Wish me luck peoples
✨dRaMaTiC✨ Insults, Power of the Chancla, Large Fonts, Duolingo Threats, Chicky Babies, and Cheesecake: The Saga of the Chicken (This chat is discontinued, move onto part 2 of this please.)
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Oh joy, my stomach has once again decided that the appropriate response to me ingesting LITERALLY ANYTHING is extreme nausea.
So fun.
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I’m at my orchestra concert
Performing in half an hour
Wish me luck peoples
I know it's not theater but break a leg
And an arm for good measure
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Im gay
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I’m at my orchestra concert
Performing in half an hour
Wish me luck peoplesI know it's not theater but break a leg
And an arm for good measure
if you really don't want to do it, breaking your neck is also an option
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Im gay
good for you
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Im gay
good for you
^^ ur gay
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so we started watching the 2013 great gatsby in school today…and it's certainly something…
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so we started watching the 2013 great gatsby in school today…and it's certainly something…
Oop
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I want to die because I’m being forced to go to church tonight which takes an hour out of my 3 hour window that I can be on my phone…….
solution: convert to satanism
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My parents would kill me and I actually believe in my religion
Is this church thing tonight a fireside thats about learning about something that you/other people might be volunteering at?
Or is it just normal wednesday night things?
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Ok, what if I wrote a book in third person, but the main character's name is the letter I.
How many English teachers do you think I would piss off?
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Ok, what if I wrote a book in third person, but the main character's name is the letter I.
How many English teachers do you think I would piss off?
forget English teachers, that would give me a frikin STRONK
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I want to die because I’m being forced to go to church tonight which takes an hour out of my 3 hour window that I can be on my phone…….
solution: convert to satanism
no
My parents would kill me and I actually believe in my religion
Is this church thing tonight a fireside thats about learning about something that you/other people might be volunteering at?
Or is it just normal wednesday night things?
It’s just. Normal Wednesday night church??
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Im gay
same here :D
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Im gay
wraps you in a fluffy blanket that’s also a pride flag
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Im gay
wraps you in a fluffy blanket that’s also a pride flag
GASP EEEEEEEEEEE
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Im gay
wraps you in a fluffy blanket that’s also a pride flag
GASP EEEEEEEEEEE
gives you hot choccy in a rainbow mug :D
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Im gay
wraps you in a fluffy blanket that’s also a pride flag
GASP EEEEEEEEEEE
gives you hot choccy in a rainbow mug :D
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Guys- im having a childhood meal- kid cuisine
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have you guys ever found something that expresses EXACTLY how you feel/think, but then when tell other people about how good it is they don't understand it at all, and you get depressed because that thing goes back to being the only thing that brings you comfort anymore?
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have you guys ever found something that expresses EXACTLY how you feel/think, but then when tell other people about how good it is they don't understand it at all, and you get depressed because that thing goes back to being the only thing that brings you comfort anymore?
Yup
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have you guys ever found something that expresses EXACTLY how you feel/think, but then when tell other people about how good it is they don't understand it at all, and you get depressed because that thing goes back to being the only thing that brings you comfort anymore?
yes
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
hugs
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
hugs
cries (i would actually be crying if it wasn't early morning rn)
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
for me, it's. . . one person.
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
for me, it's. . . one person.
i bet it hurts even more than, sorry.
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
for me, it's. . . one person.
i bet it hurts even more than, sorry.
Oh definitely. You know how, sometimes, you'll smell something you ate as a child and really enjoyed, or remember a fragment of a song? How sometimes a small bit of metal or wood or plastic embeds itself in your skin, or how you hear some one call your name as though from a great distance? How sometimes you see something indistinct out of the corner of your eye but can never seem to turn fast enough to catch it? How sometimes your heart strikes that one particular beat that makes you realize how precious human lives are? That's what this person is like. It's intoxicating, infuriating; heartbreaking and soul-shattering. It's such an addictive thing, though, to love and know you're loved, yet not be able to touch or hold because you know both of you are ruined if you do. . . (god i sound like im in a bad teen drama but i swear im not making this up)
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ANYWAYS ENOUGH ABOUT ME lol
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even worse when it's completely one of a kind sorta thing, and you know that nothing else can ever replace it but also that one day you won't have it anymore.
for me, it's. . . one person.
i bet it hurts even more than, sorry.
Oh definitely. You know how, sometimes, you'll smell something you ate as a child and really enjoyed, or remember a fragment of a song? How sometimes a small bit of metal or wood or plastic embeds itself in your skin, or how you hear some one call your name as though from a great distance? How sometimes you see something indistinct out of the corner of your eye but can never seem to turn fast enough to catch it? How sometimes your heart strikes that one particular beat that makes you realize how precious human lives are? That's what this person is like. It's intoxicating, infuriating; heartbreaking and soul-shattering. It's such an addictive thing, though, to love and know you're loved, yet not be able to touch or hold because you know both of you are ruined if you do. . . (god i sound like im in a bad teen drama but i swear im not making this up)
i kinda wish i had something like that, but i'd much rather just lay in bed intel i withered into dust. can someone please explain why we all have to constantly jump through hoops to be "happy"? (actual question)
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im spoon feeding a bird cat food soup