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Oh, right. I have a blog.
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Sorry guys my dads said I can’t be on Tumblr.
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Huh... I thought this was a “me” problem.
Ever just wipe out because someone becomes so powerful, they can track you even while running super fast, then be out of service while everyone else you know deals with that very threat that was actually kinda your fault in the beginning? 
Because same.
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Ever just wipe out because someone becomes so powerful, they can track you even while running super fast, then be out of service while everyone else you know deals with that very threat that was actually kinda your fault in the beginning? 
Because same.
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I woke up and suddenly I’m wondering how am I still even alive?
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Yeah, it’s pretty
dope if you ask me.
Watch this.
I can talk in cursive.
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Watch this.
I can talk in cursive.
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I'd make a joke about that but it'd be too
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I saw a grilled cheese truck and it said sweet dreams are made of cheese, who am I to diss a brie
Never been able to not think about that every time I see cheese.
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I played “I���m Blue” when Kurt walked in the room. Unfortunately... he didn’t really get why.
At least we got to jam a little.
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My dad just gave me the nickname “Quickie” today.
Thoughts?
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Pong it is!
Anyone down for a game of Pong? ;)
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Thaaaaaat’s a pretty big person. Sounds fun, though!
Anyone down for a game of Pong? ;)
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I mean, I was meaning more the whole lack of.. parents.. thing.. ‘cause going to an orphanage implies..
Never mind. Who’s the kid you remember?
Anyone down for a game of Pong? ;)
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Oooh, orphanage... that’s, uh... I’m sorry to hear it.
Anyone down for a game of Pong? ;)
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Awesome! I never really have people over, so please just like.. mind the mess. And the loads of stuff I... bought... that I haven’t put away. Lots of boxes. Twinkies, mainly. Also mind my mom. Since she lives there. And she’s constantly on my back about everything.
Anyone down for a game of Pong? ;)
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AW, HELL YEAH.
Hope you’re cool with using a Pong machine in my mom’s basement. ‘Cause, uh, that’s where it is.
Anyone down for a game of Pong? ;)
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