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What I did today:

Today, I smacked my hand with a ruler until it turned red.

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#2 I need fumunusm cuz

Sometimes when I peel back the cover paper on Maruchan noodle cups small, thin bits of the paper remains and it’s gross and triggers my OCD PTSD ADHD OMG ADD DD GAD FAD GIB KYS URI PMS

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First is basically the nutshell version of debunking the wage gap.

The second one is longer.

Watch them and then watch more Shoe0nhead

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Anime

must be destroyed

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What is mind? It doesn't matter. What is matter? Never mind.

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Storytime #5

haven’t had one of these in a long ass time

haven’t posted in a long ass time

Neville Longbottom

anyways time for the plot

I was in 1-3 grade forget which one but eh it’s not that relevant. I was at home and was bored so I took some paper and did some arts ‘n’ crafts by crumpling up the paper at the top and rolling up the rest of it to make some sort of paper rose thing. I wasn’t able to color it in though cuz how the fuck do you draw on crumpled paper.

I gave it to my parents and they went something like “oh that’s so nice of you and it’s soo good and cute and nice!” so I decided “I like my teachers at school I’m gonna make some for my teachers!”

The next day I was at school and had two of the paper roses. I forget if I made the roses at school or if I made them at home and brought them to school but whatever. I think I also had something written inside each of the roses. I put a rose on each of my teacher’s desks when they weren’t looking and sat down, waiting for the teachers to see the roses I put on their desks.

Eventually, they did notice and instead of being happy like I thought they were gonna be they got really mad. I think I wrote my name on each of the roses so they just called me out and were like “WHY DID YOU PUT THIS ON OUR DESKS??” and I got scared and confused and I think I even started crying out of fright and confusion. Evidently, they thought I put a crumpled piece of paper on their desks out of spite instead of me putting a poorly made papercraft rose on their desk out of respect and appreciation. Eventually one of them opened up a rose and saw what was written inside and realized “ooohhh is this a rose??” and I was like “yeah I’m sorry” and then they were like “oohhhhhh goddd we really messed upppp”

that was fun.

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Storytime #4?

Pretty sure it’s the fourth one

and ooh boy this one’s a weird one

Setting: a school I was at when younger, around Halloween.

Okay, so this needs some backstory. A few days (heck maybe the day right before) this happened, my sisters and I found and were playing this weird flash game. In it, you handed candy out to kids. However, you weren’t supposed to give them black licorice. If you gave them black licorice they would turn into demons. It was weird.

So yeah, now that that exposition is out of the way, lemme tell the story.

We were sitting down at a table I think, being handed a variety of treats. Or the candy was just sitting on the table. I dunno. Anyways, we were eating the li’l candies, but there was one I avoided like the black plague. Funny, because it was black licorice. One kid, however, was just like “oh, I like black licorice. I eat it all the time at my aunt’s house” or whatever. He reached into the bowl, taking out a piece or two of black licorice. I was sweating bullets and my heart was pounding as it neared his lips. In fear of him turning into a demon, I screamed, “NOOOOO!” as loud as I could, reaching my hand out as far as I could to counter the black-licorice-demon-turning-event that was taking place. I was really loud. I think that everyone in the building heard me. In shock of what I just did, I covered my mouth with my palm and gasped.

The teachers were not happy.

I was told to sit out in the hall and think about what I just did.

I saw through some glass and into the room, seeing the boy happily eating his licorice. Two seconds later the building was on fire and the boy was seen flying away with bat wings he sprouted on his back.

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