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Cassandra

In a sea of everything and everyone she is the one to pull me away, become my first best friend. She lets me be whoever I am. And I do not realize, until she leaves, with the overly-magnifying lenses and the shabby bag, with the dirty rough-book and the toothy smile. The last I see of her is the retreating barbie bag, the smile bright white and fake, the hair a mass of shiny gold. I never see her again.

lesbians and trans people have a weird thing for mushrooms...

people with lactose intolerance really don't be giving a fuck. my friend just chugged a glass full of milk tea that was the size of my forearm, looked me in the eye, and said, 'One must live freely or not at all'. what the hell was that about.

figure skating is just ice hockey but cuntier

'russian villain' this 'russian spy' that girl your own intelligence officials are selling information just accept the fact that your government is shit

just me and my joyous whimsy against this cruel world

people on this site should remember to beep before they boop

do you know what sadness is........ its when you get paneer butter masala but the paneer is not paneer, its tofu

nobody will ever see this teeheehehee