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It’s back

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I CANT STOP LAUGHING

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this will always be my favorite

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The day I don’t reblog this is the day I have lost all sense of humour.

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Haven’t been on tumblr for a while, so here. Please enjoy these Upchurch photos.

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🤤

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I still got the job, but at work they call me the Hamburgalur

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Could you imagine this thing crawling into your bed at night wanting snuggles?!

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WHATTT

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ASIA NEEDS TO FUCKING CHILL YALL TOO FUTURE

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My God what they said ^^

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Wtt

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THIS SHIT LIT THO

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Where do YALL even practice this prior to the game???

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Homygawd

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How does…….never mind

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Remember to take rest days & do yoga

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as simple as these easy steps, bon appetit!.

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theoddcatlady

I Took a Walk for Seven Years

It was August 9, 2009. I was thirty eight years old. My oldest daughter Avis was twelve, and the younger pair, Joanne and John, were nine year old twins. I’d been married for fifteen years. I worked at an insurance firm. And every Sunday, while my wife and Avis went to church and the twins went to my mother’s house, I took a walk.

It was a clockwork sort of arrangement. My wife knew never to push me into going with her, I was an atheist and set on staying that way.

Of course, given what’s happened, my views have changed.

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Beauty is Skin Deep

I am the youngest daughter of four. It seems my family wasn’t meant to have sons but my parents have never been ones to care about that sort of thing. They consider themselves blessed to have such a large family, although they had no intention of having any more kids after me. Four was enough.

Although as the youngest I was drowned in affection and attention, I was always jealous of my older sisters. I don’t think I’m alone in being jealous of older siblings; after all they have more freedom than I did at such a tender age. But… my envy wasn’t just over that, it was more petty. Whereas my sisters had been incredibly lucky in the random roll of genetics, I did not consider myself to be. My parents told me otherwise, but that is something all parents do. As I grew into adolescence and they matured into their mid-teens and early adulthood, that envy only grew. My friends told me the same as my parents did, that I was just as beautiful as my sisters; again I put it down to being the kind of thing friends say even if it wasn’t true.

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theoddcatlady

I Took a Walk for Seven Years

It was August 9, 2009. I was thirty eight years old. My oldest daughter Avis was twelve, and the younger pair, Joanne and John, were nine year old twins. I’d been married for fifteen years. I worked at an insurance firm. And every Sunday, while my wife and Avis went to church and the twins went to my mother’s house, I took a walk.

It was a clockwork sort of arrangement. My wife knew never to push me into going with her, I was an atheist and set on staying that way.

Of course, given what’s happened, my views have changed.

Keep reading

fifteenhours-creepystories

I loved the "confessions of a deep sea diver" series and was wondering if you could suggest any more series? I already read the search and rescue ones. Thank you!

Confessions Of A Priest’s Daughter. It’s Not What You Think.

Grim Confessions Of A Small-Town Cop

I’m a 911 Operator, Just Had the Most Terrifying Call

I’m A Law Enforcer Who Has Witnessed Many Creepy Things, And I Would Like To Share Them Here.

I’m A Police Officer In A Small Town In Texas And I Have Some Strange Stories To Tell: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 – Part 4 – Part 5 – Part 6

I’m A Search And Rescue Officer For The US Forest Service, I Have Some Stories To Tell: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 – Part 4 – Part 5 – Part 6 – Part 7 – Part 8

I’ve Lived In The Backwoods Of Virginia For The Past 15 Years, And I Have A Few Stories Worth Telling: Part 1 – Part 2

I Was A Medic In A Medium-Sized City For 6 Years. These Are My Stories

I swear to God I'm about to lose every square inch of my shit. My husband has been watching Netflix on his phone since 11 p.m. It's currently 4:37 a.m. it wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't so loud that it could wake the devil. PUT IN SOME HEADPHONES OR SOMETHING. I don't want to go sleep anywhere else or he will be pissy for the next couple of days and I honestly don't feel like dealing with it. Like. Can you not. Or watch it on the TV in the living room. I'm so tired that it's not even funny and I'm getting grouchy af.