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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Donāt ever tell me that wrestlingās fake ever again
I wonder if anyone has ever written about me
raggedypaperman:
aristotle could neverā¦
This is where Iād live if i was a mermaid
this is my favorite video iāve watched it like 15 timesĀ
THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN
IāVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THIS FOR SEVEN YEARS
DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW HARD IT IS TOĀ ?????
Iām fucking dying
That last fatal scream tho
IT IS BACK ON MY DASH THIS POST NEVER DIES WHO EVER PUT THIS UP IS A GOD.
THE TERROR IN HIS SCREAM OH GOSH
I love it so much
āHeās one day old. I still canāt believe that heās real and that he came out of me.ā
I canāt stop wondering if the Humans of New York person knew who they took a picture of
Idk who they are??
Holding back tears as performance art
Dream
I feel myself slipping.
Slipping into mediocrity? Slipping into a very routined life? I feel like I'm giving up the best years of my life, my youth, my health.. To something that may not even work in the years to come. It is extremely tedious to work towards a goal that seems so far fetched. What if I'm just a dreamer with dreams too big and too unreal? Have we reached the crossroads? Scrolling through IG insta stories and wondering how on a Friday night, my friends are out and about. Like legit having a life. But here I am just well snuggled under my comforter. I do not have any plans for any thing besides work now. Idk how to feel about that. All I know is that I'm spiraling down this hole again & I must work even harder to stop myself from falling in too deep. Maybe this is what real exhaustion feels like.
Dance with you.
I can't wait for our trip. We both need a break so bad. I can't wait for it beeboo.
My actual goals are to be so successful & independent that I can spoil myself and my family and do what I love and go where I want whenever.