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i was trying to open a pickle jar and it fell and shattered on the floor and there was pickles and glass and juice everywhere and i slow turned to my cat and whispered “well we sure do find ourselves in a pickle here” then stood there laughing alone in a dark house illuminated by the fridge light while surrounded by my disaster 

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Me in 5th grade: I will never smoke or drink or do any drugs ever
Me now: I probably wouldn't do meth


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The science witch trials

Science bitch

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My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions.

I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality.

And it will be the death of me.

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Depression is so hip and fun and wow I’m so deep from it look how tragically beautiful it makes me won’t someone please come fix me with their love