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May 28
(Source: becca-boo1995, via baduslivefree)
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me:
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*stays home* |
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parents:
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why are you so lazy? get off your ass and do something with your life |
me:
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*goes out* |
parents:
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omg you're out of control stop hanging out with those people and roaming the streets |
me:
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*eats* |
parents:
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you are ruining your body with that garbage |
me:
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*doesn't eat something* |
parents:
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we're getting really concerned are you on a diet is there something you're not telling us do you have an eating disorder? |
me:
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*exhales* |
parents:
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don't give me that attitude |
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I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.” What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION. “I fancy you” is…
i just like this description of crush

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