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Wasn’t puberty supposed to make me hot

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a waitress could slit my throat and I’d still tip 15% i dont know how her day’s been yknow?

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tbh…. I hate communicating….. we can only be friends if u can read my mind…..

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my favourite thing to do is to tell my friends about the wild things victor hugo did and see the look of shock and horror in their faces bc they only know him as the great author who wrote les mis and hunchback and not as the man who gave his fiancee a live bat in an envelope

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perfect couple: one person has cold hands, the other has warm hands. together, they maintain the ideal temperature for hand holding

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i really admire people who do things. i hope to be someone who does things one day

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it’s the fact that no one has cared enough to ask why i haven’t eaten lunch since school started that makes me think i’m not sick enough

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my mind says college but my heart says isolated sheep herder in Iceland

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one of my lecturers printed us a step-by-step guide to writing an essay for an assignment we had. i decided to type it up and share it with you guys. i think for the most part it is really useful and a super simple way to break down your essay. hope this helps :~)

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when you clearly ignore someone but they keep talking to you

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You are the Chosen One. Or, at least you were. After centuries in a fantasy world where you fought many battles, suffered many injuries, romanced and married many, watched your kingdom rise and fall and then rise again a dozen times, you were transported back to your teenage body in the normal world, where you have to deal with puberty, PTSD for life altering injuries you no longer have, and not being able to legally drink for several years. A few times a week, you go to a group therapy session full of other former Chosen Ones to complain about how trying to live in the normal world sucks. Describe one of those sessions.

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when your friends are talking about stuff you don’t understand but you still want to be part of the conversation

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Can we talk about

those parallels

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*main character becomes a villain* oh my GOD… oh MY GOd do that again

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People: “So tell me about yourself”

My introvert ass thinking about who I am:

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me: i really need to talk this out with someone 

my anxiety: ur coming off needy. isolate urself and handle it. all u need is U!