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Diana: Have you ever seen something that changes your life and you’re just like ‘huh’.

Steve: I saw you.

Diana: Honestly that’s very sweet but it really makes this awkward because I was going to show you a photo of a five scoop ice-cream.

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THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 1K! When I started this account I didn’t think anyone would have enjoyed my writing. So thank you for enjoying my shit and following my blog. I promise to do better in the future :)

Originally posted by ceohan

( also someone keep me sane when got7 diversify bc I’m gonna miss each and every one of the boys.)

Idea for a game show: it’s a cooking competition with no recipes, just a lil old granny judge telling the contestants how to make dishes that have been passed down in her family from generation to generation. All the contestants have to follow along as she talks, and her instructions are super vague. There are no actual measurements, just things like “Add the basil. How much, you ask? Just enough.” or “Put it in the oven until it’s done.” Every week it’s a different judge with recipes from all over the world until the finalists must face the Ultimate Grandma™

Anxiety has no object permanence. You know when you put everything into your bag and then you have to take everything out and count it to make sure it’s still in the bag you just put it in at least 3 times? Because anxiety is like “if you can’t see it are you sure it’s there bro??”. Conclusion: anxiety is an infant