Littlehates Quote #6915813
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its beyond me how anyone could even consider eating toast in

its beyond me how anyone could even consider eating toast in their bed.
the crumbs would torture me

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永久* 1 decade ago

The crumbs DO torture me D:<

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chops2013 1 decade ago

It's like hell -_-

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永久* 1 decade ago

ikr D:

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posted November 2, 2013 at 6:29pm UTC tagged with littlehates, ocd, uncomfortable, away messages

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Men of the world, Do not comment on a girls period. It's not worth it. -Mentally beaten boy
There was once lived a shrimp. This shrimp had a best friend called Christian. when suddenly they saw a shark andran away because the shark would eat them. The shrimp says to Christian "I wish i was a shark I could do whatever I wanted" That night the shrimp goes home and prays to Poseidon "Poseidon! Poseidon! Please make me a shark" The next morning he wakes up and he is a shark! He goes looking for his friends, but they all run away because they jsut see a shark. So that night he prays to Poseidon again. "Poseidon! Poseidon! Please i've made a horrible mistake! please make me a shrimp again!" The next morning he wakes up and he is a shrimp! he goes outside and looks for his friend but he can't find him anywhere He runs around screaming "Christian! Christian! I'm a prawn again Christian!" -I laughed far too much at this joke! xD

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