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The lawnrings are empty. Blood skims the voids in your porous cranial plates, as if grazing the hollow of a threshed stem, or say, an abandoned cocoon. A sour note is produced. It’s the one Agitation plays to make its audience squirm.
It is your sixth wriggling day, and as with all five preceding it blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.happy wriggling day you poor kid
nothing strengthens a bond with other people like screaming in excitement over the same video games
30 day Studio Ghibli challenge:
↳ Day 15 → Favourite MomentLaputian Robot rescuing the bird eggs in Laputa: Castle in the Sky.
Doctor Who Meme: Six Companions → Captain Jack Harkness
Jack: Well ladies, the pleasure was all mine. Which is the only thing that matters in the end.
why would she sell sea shells by a sea shore when you can just pick them off of the ground for free that’s not how you run a business
She’s sold sea shells by the seashore since shapely seashore seashells stay scarce. Since she sells superior shells searchers spend centuries searching for, seldom selling simple shells, so she still sustains solid savings.