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2 Love Forever
My wrist is my canvas, and I choose to paint it.
"When one door closes another opens,
But often we look so long,
So regretfully upon the closed door,
We fail to see the one that has opened for us."
Helen Keller.
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This Child is my Hero
| (I work in a Coffee Shop. I was on break in the lobby when a couple walks in. Directly behind them is a cute little boy in Batman costume.) | |
| Me: | “Oh my God! It’s BATMAN!” |
| (The boy stops, strikes a pose and starts looking around menacingly. After a few seconds, he approaches the counter.) | |
| Mother: | “Jeff, would you like a chocolate milk?” |
| Boy: | “I am not Jeff. I am The Batman.” |
| Mother: | “The Batman, would you like a chocolate milk?” |
| Boy: | “Yes. Yes, The Batman would.” |
| (The couple pays while the boy sits down with his chocolate milk. He keeps a stern look on his face as he sips the drink.) | |
| Boy: | *sips* “Gotham is safe.” |
I hate it when you go to the lobby of your hotel and this happens.
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“The Princess and the Pea” by Skottie Young
Growing up, The Princess and the Pea was one of my most favorite fairytales. My father and brother caught on to that fact and started using it to make fun of me. They would call me princess because I was sick all of the time and comment on how I would feel a pea under a 100 mattresses.
(via washing-machines)
| me: | ugh why am i so lonely |
|---|---|
| friend: | hey do u wanna go out tonight |
| me: | no |
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When you poke someone and they think it was somebody else.
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