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Lightyears.

Hypothetical Conversations with Diane Sawyer involving my future self and the strained existance of human industry. (Wwjd right hurrr)

Feb 23rd

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Feb 23rd

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Feb 22nd

SOMEONE PLEASER:JRSKLGfalklakjgfal;kfj

Come save me from work!

Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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All I want

Is closure and one more hour of sleep before I have to put on my Sam soon face and bake some cakes.

Feb 22nd

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Feb 21st

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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WORK SPECIAL FOLLOWUP

I’m making Italian Butter Cake. A thing some people like to call ’ Lemon Squares ’ but without the addition of the bitter citrus.

Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.”

– Neil Gaiman (via horreure)

Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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“No one could blame American women here if they all suddenly decided to leave the...”

– John Oliver on American contraception debates, The Bugle 183 (via sixpencesoulcake)

Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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Feb 20th

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WORK SPECIAL ANXIETIES

They want me to make a menu item, new, anything, free for fucking all, my choice, pick something. THAT’S LIKE ASKING ME WHAT COLOR CRAYON I WANT OUT OF A BOX OF 500, AND I ONLY GET ONE. Then my manager says ” You’re the most creative person that works there, lol, you’ll do great ” WAY TO MARTYR ME. So, yes, I’m first, and yes, they’re looking at ME for...

Feb 20th

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Who needs plastic surgery when you have DUBSTEP?

I keep biting my lip where I split it a few weeks ago, after hitting a pole/beam with my face, while dancing obnoxiously to Dubstep, at a bar, in aversion of the creeper trying to get into my radius. The scar tissue is nothing but a sliver, but I kind of hope it stays. It’s entertaining and gives me an excuse to EAT MY FACE in the general public. Also, I’m pretty sure the crack I...

Feb 19th

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