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the guy that sits across from me in my friday class came in with a sock on the front of his shirt. like just a whole actual tube sock just clinging to his shirt from what i thought was like static cling. i tried not to stare at it because. idk. i figured he would notice it eventually. but like 2 hours went by and we had been talking during class so i eventually pointed at my own shirt and was like, "oh so i noticed you've got... uh..." and he was like "oh yeah that's my sock." and i just looked at him for a minute and he was like "it's for putting things in?" like. oh yeah obviously. the old shirt sock that you put things in. my bad dude that's on me for not realizing

imagine a pleasantly hefty black and white horse for me. now I want you to do absolutely nothing. isn't the horse enough on her own? from here the stage is yours. she could gallop or roll over or have braided hair even. wold is your oyster

Oh my goodness, this is so beautiful. Everything about this is perfect.

ladies ladies plase; i have no redeemable qualities

i bet the pain will end if i arrange a perfect enough sentence about it

The crazy thing is that most people just need to be held or hold each other more often