I hate it when you just randomly get hit with crippling embarrassment over something you did years ago and you’re writhing with your hands over your face trying to tell the memory to go away omg shut the fuck up
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"O you who are so beautifully sensitive! What are we to do with you?"
I hate it when you just randomly get hit with crippling embarrassment over something you did years ago and you’re writhing with your hands over your face trying to tell the memory to go away omg shut the fuck up
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oh my God, in third grade I was Titania the fairy queen in this adapted version of A Midsummer Night’s Dream, and I had...