15-year-old me: MOM I'm practically an ADULT ugggh you never let me do ANYTHING in olden times i could get MARRIED *eye roll into another dimension*
me now: for my birthday i want food and to stay on your health insurance
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some chill positivity from a 1998 Sesame Street book about the letter F
It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.
did the jetsons ever explain why everyone lives 1500 feet in the air, or are we just supposed to decide for ourselves what hideous calamity befell the earth and rendered our once noble planet unsuitable for human existence
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