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To some people you’re an NPC

To other people, you’re the special, unlockable character that they worked and worked to finally get- and when they do they’re so happy because they got the game just so they could find you.

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TODAY

Employees are mortal, but SUFFERING at work isn't...😰😱

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Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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Yes.

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Chaotic Breaktimes:

Grade 6: Besties<3

Me and my friend group were obsessed with Michael Jackson, so, we'd do the stupidest shit and have Michael Jackson's songs playing in the background, one day, Ash decided to grab me by the legs and DRAG me outta the classroom with my head on the damn floor. So I'm laying on the floor outside the classroom with people stepping over me for a whole 3 minutes.

Another thing we did was talk about how hot Raiden Shogun is, also bonking eachother, lotta abuse that year. Grade 7: New friends, more chaos.

We would randomly get very hyper and at one point we took some sticky note and tried to jump as high up the wall as possible, placing the sticky note where we touched.

I won, because I'm tall<3

Hmm, We'd also do jousting with the chairs, wheeling towards eachother and stuff like that.

We would also have intense fights over one specific seat in the round table, it was awesome~

Grade 8: Talk We'd often talk about *Man tiddies* and how sexy Wriothesley is, how big his tiddies are and how cute his ass is etc, the poor kids around us-

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Yes.

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Actually works tho-

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Nah cause same-

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My friends keep telling me to just "Stop being trans" I keep trying not to cry :')

"noo don't transition! you're such a pretty girl though! :("

i will shove my foot up your ass.

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Posting my video on here from TikTok. It’s been a hot minute since I was active on this account but dang, this is where it all started 10+ years ago. I MISS Y’ALL 😭