The last time I tried to be friendly, I startled someone.

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Take a minute to ‘recover’ from a sneeze.

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Triracial children

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come to me when I becon unto you

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Yoga Pants

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Moody Bible Institute: yeah, we’ll study the Bible, but we’re not happy about it

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Keep Austin. Just keep it.

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whoops, my death instinct is showing

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summer angry

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Who ya gonna call? Uh, not the postal police.

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fuckplate

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The train stop closest to my house always smells like chocolate chip cookies. A very nice smell, all smells considered. It only smells like this at approximately 5:30 AM. At other hours of the day, no smell is detectable. I am not entirely sure if it really smells like chocolate chip cookies, or if it just smells like something burning, as my sense of smell has been warped by my mother’s laissez-faire cooking style. It might just smell like something burning, and I equate ‘burning’ with ‘cookies’.

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steady bloggin’

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