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im thirsty af for

a healthy relationship with a significant other in which we both love and support each other and genuinely enjoy being in each others company

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remember when you were a child and you thought the moon was following you in the car…gud times

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donkey kong get your stupid fucking ape hands off of me touching bananas and shit goddamn i hate you so much i cant even eat you because i get the fucking power of a tie fuck you donkey kong

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anyways good night i’m gonna go indulge in my unrealistic romantic fantasies until i fall asleep

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When a customer says some Weird Shit in the middle of check-out,

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Okay, so very recently, I was cashiering for Publix, and it was late at night, and I actually didn’t wanna be there, go figure. So this woman walks up, buying about 15-20 items, which is a pretty clean run for me, so I’m scanning her groceries, and we carry a small conversation.

During this conversation, she asks me if I’m in school, and I say yes. I tell her about how exams went, as they were near that period, and told her I had a Biology exam that was over genetics. And she looks me straight in the eyes, with seriousness of a heart attack being read in every wrinkle of her white soccer mom face, and says: “Oh, I’m a Christian, I don’t believe in genetics.”

Flabbergasted. My eyes do that spinny rainbow thing that Apple computers do when theyre buffering. A second goes by. I’ve gone through all stages of grief at this point, but haven’t reached acceptance. I have to say something, I have to say SOMETHING. If I just stare at her through this, she’ll know I think she’s fucking dumb and she might get angry, and I don’t need that. Two seconds have gone by. I have stopped scanning groceries at this point, and am just being violently shot back and forth between two sections of the galaxy. I can feel my body taking leave of my soul. Three seconds. I have to say something.

“Anyway, I did well on my accounting exam, so that’s something. Do you have any coupons?”