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i has ur duck. gimme 1,000,000,000 bells or u'll neva see it again.
*Gives 1 billion bells* They are assorted bells… I hope that is ok. |
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i has ur duck. gimme 1,000,000,000 bells or u'll neva see it again.
*Gives 1 billion bells* They are assorted bells… I hope that is ok. |
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fuckin what up?
what what? explain yoself |
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WERE IS DUCK???? WHO WAS PHONE???
The duck is missing. |
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WAT DID U DO??????/
IN WJAT CONTEXT? |
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what did u do ?
What did I do when? Huh |
I should go to sleep but I am far more interested in the internet.
Opening Credits: Bird Song - Florence & the Machine
Waking Up: Kids With Guns (Quiet Village Remix) - Gorillaz (G Sides)
First Day At School: I like it like that (Hideki Naganuma)
Falling In Love: Do ya like - Childish Gambino
Fight Song: Hot Ride - The Prodigy
Breaking Up: Don’t Speak - No Doubt
Life’s OK: Machines - Biffy Clyro
Getting Back Together: Valentine - Jessie Ware & Sampha
Wedding: Same Love - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
Birth of Child: Misguided Ghosts - Paramore
Final Battle: Let’s Kick it Up - Paul Gordon
Death Scene: Sanctuary - Utada Hikaru
Funeral Song: Is there a Ghost - Band of Horses
End Credits: The Suburbs - Arcade Fire
it’s fucked up how many people on tumblr are alone and sad and having panic attacks in their room while their parents watch TV and how most have had a relatively normal childhood yet there’s a boom of depression and ED’s and mental disorders and it’s dumb how we’ve turned into a generation labelled as reckless but we’re only reckless with ourselves
Wow
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I made some horrible decisions last night. I had a good time but at the end of it all I fucked up.
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"Knowing twice"
Pamela Connolly
Demo
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I got around to writing the first scene of my play. Problem is it is probably the hardest thing I will ever write. I chose the hardest subject I could have for me. For a lot of people actually. I was told it would be therapeutic and my God I hope it will be because as much as I am enjoying writing it, the fact I am having to relive so much of my past is not comforting.