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On-the-verge-of-turning-horrendous-orange balayage blonde :pepecross:

Thank you, I hope you’re doing well in your side :pepecry1: Ive lost count but the more stuff like this happened, they’ve lost their traumatic affect. They’re more like unfortunate daily events :llama_sniffle:

Thin enough to hear stuff I’d rather not hear coming from the neighbors at night. [/SPOILER]

Can’t relate :pepecross:

No personality + need for attention + free time

The beautiful thought of returning to it.

Exactly, it was a nail well deserving of the most honorable ceremony there is.

Flushed.

I thought it was a thing, my family does that :zoomeyes: Edit: wait a second, I mean the plate itself has cream cheese. It’s gross to wash. Not that I’m washing a plate WITH cream cheese :zoomeyes:

It will be missed, thank you

Moms see the future :zoomeyes: That was a tragic story, I hope the floor was okay :llama_eyes:

Ah so perfect~

Okay so I just locked my bathroom door while I’m outside for the second time now. First time I successfully used my dusty toolkit and unlocked it. This time I failed and ended up breaking the door. :pepecry2: Yes my bathroom door now has a hole in it which is sad but I also broke a nail during...

Almost there.

Washing a plate with cream cheese leftovers :zoomeyes:

University days were enjoyable, probably because I stayed in the same university till I finished my degree. School before that could’ve been better, never stayed in the same school enough to at least make friends. By the third elementary school I went to, I never bothered to make any :pepeheart:

I’m wounded.