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My romantic rival, Bandhu. He’s tied up in the trunk. I’m doing as you said DP. I plan to gut him like a tandoori fish, then dump his carcass on Gita’s doorstep.
I did not tell him to do that! Absolutely not! It got lost in translation.
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Tru it was boring tbh but nice try !!
@jhope1 r u proud of me
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me, begging: please just get up and do the work its not that hard you'll feel better when you do it
my brain, running away from me, smashing flowerpots with a broom: hey you know what my buddy u can go fuck yourself my guy
#me af#honestly this is me every single fucking moment of my miserable life dick#I meant to write fuck but whatever
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“Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking Nerf herder!”
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she’s plotting how she’s going to rip those lights off my wall
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THIS WAS ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS I’VE EVER SEEN.
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the 90s aesthetic of The X-Files is so comforting to me. VHS tapes, clunky phones, that modem sound we found so horrid then, adorable glasses that are too big for one’s face reflecting the curved surfaces and rectangular flashing cursors of boxy computer screens, Scully’s beautiful puffy coat. even dusty, shadowed rooms lit by flashlight beams, like campfire stories remembered in the dark, somehow seem nostalgic. in these moments, I can pretend I’m young again, wide-eyed enough to still believe the truth is out there, and I’m alive.
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