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what was the context here
I don't understand why I'm being called Steve Harvey
looking at recroom and i feel bad i never saw this
Everything has to come to an end eventually whether you want it to or not. But, while it ends, your memories still cling. Years prior your joy was unmatched and those memories don't fade
Here, take this random doodle painting of Hattie I scribbled while my brain was in sleep mode. 
: Clip Studio Paint
That moment when you're suddenly full of hatred for someone and are about to send them a message yelling at them and tweaking tf out but then after like 4 days of them not texting you they suddenly text you
and now i am no longer full of hatred
Im scared to post it bc i feel like i know what the comments gonna be like
Wtf am.i even doing on my bellwork sheet
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