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I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.


waking up cold: alright I need more blankies

waking up hot: covers thrown everywhere. sweat behind the kneecaps. 3 dead. the pillow is the sun. critical condition.


having multiple tests on the same day

this is a bad feeling

falling out of love and I’m not even sure if it was love in the first place


They say whoever smelt it dealt it so technically this weed is yours officer



six seconds that defined a generation

OMG lol

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if someone ever kidnaps me im just going to shit my pants because they either have to wipe my ass or deal with the smell and i want them to have it rough


when two of your friends get into an argument and they both try to drag you in for support and you’re like