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Logging into Facebook..

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Seeing someone’s attention seeking status.

That one ghetto girl that types lyk dis all da tym.

Your crush starts talking to you.

More attention seeking status’s.

Getting a friend request from a 10 year old girl that over edits their photos.

Then finally finding out your crush is in a relationship with somebody.

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jakeroo: oHF GOD SNAKE WHAT THE FUCK DON’T POSSESS THE LIZARD
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oHF GOD SNAKE WHAT THE FUCK DON’T POSSESS THE LIZARD

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ralphdgamf: starkidwholived: kimburrit0: I was helping my little brother Where the fuck does jack come from That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.   You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?
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kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother

Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.

I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?

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I love mankind, he said, “but I find to my amazement that the more I love mankind as a whole, the less I love man in particular.
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