*London, 1592*
Pizza Boy: Hark! I hast brought thine order
Lusty Wench: Alas, I hath not a tuppence to pay for thy cheesed bread! Mayhap there is some other way thou canst get thine…pound of flesh?
Pizza Boy: Gadzooks! *funky lute music begins*
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HER: no
ME: *shows her photographs of my last four apartments*
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me: oh i already have money for that
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I never drive behind someone with a dream catcher hanging from the rearview mirror.
DO YOU THINK YOU MIGHT FALL ASLEEP AT ANY MOMENT?!?
Murder hornets don’t sting as bad as accidentally opening the front camera.
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me and my fake scenarios
“I’ve never had a reason to see a therapist”
– People who haven’t met me yet
Did I say feelings? I meant uhhh sandwiches. I have sandwiches for you.
“Why don’t you want to have kids?”
*motions hysterically in every direction*
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An M&M.
In half.
I just ate a piece of carrot cake the size of my head. I feel so healthy.
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*walks past yoga studio*
*looks in window*
*eyes widen*Awesome. It’s like kindergarten.
*walks into class*
*unrolls mat*
*takes a nap*
There…fixed it 🤣🤣🤣
feetloaf
i actually have good reason to shoot the messenger. for one, i do NOT like what he’s telling me
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