@midwesternlights is this you?
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quick question, w hat are you rodents doing to my cat?
Here, I fixed her. I don’t know why you think we’d believe that such a creature could exist without middle legs.
quick question, w hat are you rodents doing to my cat
Okay, this is silly. She’s only supposed to have four legs.
QUICK QUESTION,,
she’s gone.
honestly at this point, thank fucking god
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well this truly was A Decade. i loved you. i hated you. goodbye 2010s.
Nothing in this world stresses me out more than opening up the Facebook app and seeing an array of my booty pics at the top of the screen asking me if I “wish to post pictures from camera roll” like Mark why did you ever think that was a good idea? I’m gonna fuck around one day and expose my entire self to my family.
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me out alone on the weekend “treating myself” to cope w/my stress, realizing that no amount of consumerist self care will ever really do a damn thing about the dread, shame, and despair that ambiently characterize every second of my at once pointlessly indulgent and painfully unfulfilling late capitalist existence
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when a stupid slut asks if there’s going to be a swimming pool
don’t worry, you’re still in the “early life” part of your wikipedia page
cool
skaletal-deactivated20190721
That point in a piece of fanfiction where you can tell something embarrassing is about to happen so you start fucking around on tumblr because you’re a huge baby with a crippling overabudance of empathy.
I do this with every media I consume. I pause movies and have to walk around and prepare myself for second-hand embarrassment sometimes.
xdreamingnightmaresx
This is mE
Secondhand embarrassment. I’ve got it.
I sometimes mute movies or tv shows to avoid it. Especially if I know it’s coming.
I TOTALLY DO THIS.
had a dream last night that my alarm was connected to twitter and everytime i hit snooze it publicly tweeted it with a disparaging little message along the lines of “filthy horrible boy has slapped the screen again, and slumbers on” so that your followers could shame you and i was deeply, DEEPLY humiliated but that did not stop me from hitting snooze upwards of 14 times
hey op! i couldnt sleep until i built this! you motherfucker!
just gotta “borrow” my sister’s alarm clock
get that twitter api, write the bot in some python bc god is dead n slap together some fuckin UI with legos
your idiot self wants to sleep in???? hit that snooze button a couple times???? (maybe 4 times in a row)?? disgusting.
twitter knows! bc it posts how many times youve hit it. fuck you
the next step is NOT profit. noone profits. everybody loses. go home.
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boy oh boy do i need a 3 hour make out session
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twittercorps strike again
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older siblings b like i hate u because mom made me do things before u were born and also because u are taller. younger siblings b like u are oppressing me by giving me a task. only children b like what the fuck is compromise, fuck you
popokko
middle children b like [disappear under mysterious circumstances]
xhacazette
OP forgetting middle children in the first post is on point
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[The race countdown music from MarioKart plays.]
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