Once, at my grandma’s house, my uncle and I were about to have some cereal. He poured his and took a bite and said, “Ewww! This tastes disgusting!” We looked at the box - it was THIRTEEN YEARS OLD.
Oh, and another time my son and I were visiting her and she made my son a box of mac and cheese. She couldn’t see very well by this time. When she served it to him we saw it had those little black bugs all through it. Gag.
You know when you simply can’t stand not being around someone? You get a feeling that eats away at you all the time, a feeling that no matter how much you cloud its presence with going out, seeing friends, working, drinking, doing drugs, travelling or whatever, you still never forget that person exists. You never forget that they are the deepest, warmest thing in your heart; even if they don’t want to see you.
When two people love each other but are torn apart by the cruelties of the world we live in, it doesn’t just tear those people apart, it tears each other their individual universes apart a little bit more each time affecting everyone within those universes.
If only there was a solution to put it all back together.
New favourite sport EVER. (And favourite is spelt like this because i’m English so I use REAL ENGLISH!)
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I hate when you don’t reply
Just wow
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One of the greatest films
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Apparently i’m the only one who doesn’t see the cunt in you.
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