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cheddar biscuit is going to be so proud when i tell her how many notes her pictures have

depression after years of having it isn’t even sadness it’s just being exhausted and being allowed one (1) emotion a week and sometimes your brain is like “die” and you’re like “shut up brad”

I’ve reached the point where I laugh at posts like this because it’s accurate and I have no feelings so I can find “shut up brad” humerous 

im permanently emotionally damaged but it’s chill, I’m chill

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This getting dark early has me getting in bed at 5:30 like ok goodnight.

Where do y'all live cause I’m moving she didn’t do all that over here

It’s time to lie on the floor

Everybody’s doing it. Just get horizontal. Get down there.

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Nothing in this world stresses me out more than opening up the Facebook app and seeing an array of my booty pics at the top of the screen asking me if I “wish to post pictures from camera roll” like Mark why did you ever think that was a good idea? I’m gonna fuck around one day and expose my entire self to my family.