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if you have Crippling Depression
if you have Crippling Depression
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Hafu is jealous of Rania
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Ｋｒｉｐｐ！！！ Ｉ ａｍ ｖｅｒｙ ｓａｄ ａｎｄ ｊｅａｌｏｕｓ ｔｈａｔ ｙｏｕ ａｒｅ ｌｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｔｈｉｓ ‘‘ｕｎｄｅｒｆｌｏｗｒ’’ ｈａｖｅ ａｌｌ ｙｏｕｒ ｓａｌｔ ｅｖｅｒｙ ｎｉｇｈｔ， ｐｌｅａｓｅ ｔａｌｋ ｔｏ ｍｅ ａｇａｉｎ ｗｉｔｈ ｌｏｖｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｍａｄｅ ｉｎ ｃｈｉｎａ ｗｉｆｅ Ｈａｆｕ ♡♡♡ Ｐｌｚ ｎｏ ｃｏｐｙ ｐａｓｔｅｒｉｎｏ ｃｈｉｎｇ ｃｈｏｎｇ ｐｉｎｇ ｐｏｎｇ ｎｉｐｎｏｎｇ ｃｈａｎｇｅｒｉｎｏ ｎｏｏｄｌｅｒｉｎｏ ｂｏｋ ｃｈｏｙ ｋｕｎｇ ｐａｏｒｉｎｏ
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Karen, please come back I miss the kids
ılı.lıllılı.ıllı.
Karen, please come back I miss the kids - Wilbur Soot
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Joe Rogan is obsessed with cooking meat over fire
I have become obsessed with cooking meat over fire. I get prepared for it. I make sure I'm hungry before I cook it.
The smell of the smoke and the aroma of the crackling meat ignites some ancient genetic memories. It makes cooking and eating significantly better.
Joe Rogan
If only QT was here
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DIG is 0-2 down to TIP, in champ select for their next game -"If only QT was here" says Kiwi -Smoke appears and out steps Imaqtpie -He knocks out CoreJJ and instalocks Quinn, screaming 'SQUAAK!' - QT feeds his ass off and DIG lose 0-3
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Christmas for a wsb trader
As the tree blinks from white to red to green, you look at the void under the tree that previously held presents. Fewer this year than usual, but some.
How did you get here? Boredom? In March, you felt trapped with your wife and infant. You needed something to pass the time. Something you could throw yourself into fully.
“Are you coming to bed?” your wife yells down the stairs. It seemed harmless at first, but as the pandemic drew on, so did your investment. You’ll stop soon, though. “Soon!” you reply, and you hear her feet climb the steps.
The lights start to blink chaotically. You cringe because you could only afford the junk strands at CVS. Suddenly they halt—the alternation feature broken—on red. The red fills the room and covers your flesh. You look down at your hands, and they look like they’re bleeding. Like your calls.
After a time—hours?—you realize you’re sitting in complete darkness. Your lights have expired, worthless.