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“I’m going to sleep” is the biggest lie I’m going to stare at my ceiling for the next three hours

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"je vais juste reposer mes yeux" est le plus gros des mensonges tu vas direct à rompiche land

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"je vais dormir" est le plus gros des mensonges je vais fixer mon plafond pour les trois prochaines heures

jabulkom

rompiche land cracks me up

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I want a little coffee drink and $450,000

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Enesco Home Grown Figurine PNGs

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Bugs don’t get trapped in resin like they used to. Now everything is woke.

professional-termite

hey uh i for onr am very glad bugs dont get trapped in resin anymore actually i think thats a very good thing

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You would think that

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Commie

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queerplatonic is whatever those 3 middleaged animal men from ice age had btw. i hope you understand now

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matrinki

by xuh

choerrypuffs

what the puck!

pairing: hockey player!donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff, slight angst, a crackfic turned way too serious lmao

word count: 11.6k

synopsis: you hit the university’s star hockey player with your car. shenanigans (and maybe even a little romance) ensue.

author’s note: sorry i came back after almost an entire year and dropped this instead of anything people actually asked for teehee 😋 also i know nothing about hockey so none of the sports stuff makes sense pls kindly ignore <3 big shoutout to miss cat and moon for coming up with the only good parts of this fic

warning(s): brief descriptions of injuries

playlist: and july (feat. dean and dj friz) by heize ― mixtape 2003 by the academic ― chit chat by beach weather ― 1983 by neon trees ― fearless by taylor swift

part i. lee taemin once said his ideal meet-cute is a girl running him over with her car <3

First off, to set the record straight—

You are not a bad driver.

There just so happened to be a bad thunderstorm, and your windshield wipers happened to malfunction, and you happened to lightly tap someone with the front of your beat-up Toyota Prius. Honestly, the person probably did more damage to your car that’s one airbag deployment away from spontaneous combustion than the car could ever do to him.

However, for some reason, the blurry figure that you can barely make out through the onslaught of rainfall doesn’t seem to be getting up off the ground.

Hurriedly putting your car in park, you clamber out in a panic as water pelts you in the face like one of those super strong hoses set on sprinkler mode. Without even asking if the person is okay, you lift him up by the shoulders and shake him violently.

“Oh my God, please don’t die! I literally can’t afford to pay for someone’s funeral right now,” you wail.

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