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I don’t like, the smell of cut grass and gasoline, dry skin and being late, bleary eyes and tripping, sunburns and swallowing big pills, dripping taps and colognes, missing friends and burnt tongues, broken jewelry and soap operas, flashing lights and spongebob, screamo and overused bokeh layers, metal clangs and splinters… hate.
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following brain itches Theme by Adam Holwerda.

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Except the knickers should be over the suspenders
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My emotions before I became a Whovian:
My emotions after I became a Whovian:
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Really, guys? I’m back for ten minutes and we’re already fighting space aliens?
Steve just spends this entire movie unimpressed with EVERYTHING
Except for that one time he understood that reference
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I think it’s about time I watch this movie again, it’s not like I bawl at the end every time or anything. Nope.
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an accurate representation of my ascent into adulthood
Surprisingly accurate
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