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I like tuna and pickle sandwiches // dung beetles are my spirit animal

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↖ easily manipulated by dogs

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[itsaubreylmfao]

i’d probably join a gang if it meant free fruit roll ups

[thedunggybeetle]

Maddie was only ten when she saw the love of her life, just sitting there, messily eating that tuna and pickel sandwich like there was no tomorrow, with the pickle juice running down his forearms mixing the splotches of dark paint streaks. They were in art class and He had just painted the most beautiful dung beetle. She knew his name. Graham. She actually knew a lot more about him then just his name, she once over heard people talking about his tumblr ‘Thedunggybeetle’ and she stalked his Tumblr like the stalking beanstalk child she was; and found the most graphics things as well as information about him. She was his secret admirer, for centuries she has been sending him anon messages about random and personal things. But there he was, with his sandwich, dripping along his work. He was so handsome in this moment she had to take a photo, she pulls out her flip phone and *snap!* her flip phone shutter goes off, she freaks and closes her phone fast, all heads were about to turn her way when the school bell rang, 'finally’ she thought. She bolts walks for the door as if she were Usain Bolt in the 100m sprint then syops and heads out the school gates casually waiting to get home before she can look at the snapshot she got of her all time favourite crush.

By the time she gets home she is exhausted but the thought of a certain photo keep her punped enough to run up her stairs. She sits of her bed dreaming over the photo she got of him, its hella blury and reminds her of the Krusty Krab meme thingy. She laughs aloud, not because she thinks its funny, but because she is weird. Maddie hastily pulls her laptop on her bedand open, the screen blinding her, giving her a temporary headache, the time magically reads 8:43pm. She types furiously the url she has memorised time after time from typing it to much 'Thedunggybeetle.tumblr.com’ she goes to type an ask on anon. The ask reads “wut waz the sandwhiche u 8 today? Bc 789” she hits send but as soon as she does she realises her mistake. She thinks she forgot to put it on anon. She cusses aloud “dang nabit, rabit, habit, sabit, gosh darn, why oh why” He is going to find out its her. She has to take his phone away, she has to get rid of the message somehow.

DUN DUN DUNG. TO BE CONTINUED

[thedunggybeetle]

wut waz the sandwhiche u 8 today? Bc 789

lol wut¿

[thedunggybeetle]

My dung beetle i painted during art class

[thedunggybeetle]

I rlly liek tuna and pickl sndwchs, so I thot I share w/ u