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Me irl

I can’t believe that this post clocked me.

I never would’ve remembered biting down into the seam of these things, often splitting them into two near-perfect halves. The texture was bad, the taste was bad, and yet…I chomped.

Never would’ve remembered without this post. The internet truly does make you feel less alone.

professorlupins

Harry was still looking out of the window, feeling increasingly nervous. Ernie didn’t seem to have mastered the use of a steering wheel. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

marisketch

It’s not really October without a Morticia Addams.

uranusign

*leans forward until my nose touches the mirror* Sis, I love you, but you a whole dumbass

aaitwo-deactivated20250816

emotionally im doing the laminated paper wobbling sound

starscapades

psychic: reads my mind

my mind: fwubbafwubbafwubba

spelldealer

it’s 2 am and this image materialized in my brain and i couldn’t sleep until i made it

mattressblowoutsale

Adult things arent NEARLY as complex as I thought they were growing up I just walked into bank of america and said im here to open a checking account and they said ok and opened me a checking account

berlynn-wohl

If you have anxiety about being an adult, it may help to think of adult things as basically just doing a lot of quests.

Me: [googles “where do i get a passport”] Me: [goes to that building] Me: [asks first person I encounter] Where do I get a passport? Them: Third floor, room twelve. Me: [goes to that room] Me: [asks first person I encounter] Where do I get a passport? Them: That desk over there. Me: [goes to that desk] Me: Where do I get a passport? Them: Fill out this form. Me: [thinking] Silver key opens the garden gate, in the garden is the red key, which opens the red door, there’s a boy in the red house who tells you his dog is trapped in the old abandoned barn and can I please rescue him…