national geographic, 1972 “young lovers in paris” by gordon w. gahan
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12, 14, 19, 28?
Anonymous12. Who I miss?
The people that I’ve lost contact with for no bloody reason except the fact that neither of us has taken the initiative to start a conversation again. Ya dig?
14. Who understands me?
“Nobody understands me!” 
19. Who I do the craziest stuff with?
*Resist urge to use your mom jokes
28. Who’s annoying?
Let me write you a novella on this one.
mostly i’m posting this because it was saved as ‘otterball’ on my computer.
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There’s literally nothing I love more than screen capping Mr. Krabs’ nervous breakdowns.
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