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Epeolatry
By the way, I love getting tumblr mail.
Every time I get an anon in my ask
A “check your privilege” tramp stamp.
We aren’t going to discuss the number of times I just watched Zoidberg scuttle.
My Thoughts While Watching Yesterday's Game of Thrones
- Tyrion: Where's the god of tits and wine?
- Me: His name is Bacchus. Go forth and worship him, but try not to get torn apart by the Bacchae.
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Omg tribbles exist.
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You guys when you like or comment on or reblog stuff I posted or reblogged, I get all excited and I just have to tell someone but my mother doesn’t get it and she thinks tumblr is a dating site.
I don’t do too much talking these days.
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I have nicknames for almost everyone.
And in my head, I call people by their nicknames, not their real names.
Perhaps that’s why I suck at remembering names.

