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an ice cold beer topped with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. lying on top of the ice cream foam is a salted peanut. this is the angel. around him are sprinkles (his tears). this is "the angel's lament", my new cocktail

does any body want to ttalk about the character

does anyone want to hire me to be their evil advisor

Jedi are absolute adrenaline junkies at their hearts of hearts and I respect that.

all jedi suck at cooking it’s one of the qualifications

- greez

survivors we adapt my ass, cal can't even adapt to a kitchen

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Why is it?? That I can go through the whole day feeling fine and dandy but the second I lay down for bed impending doom settles on me?

so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch

MOUSE YAOI REAL

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