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I think I improved my office desk light a bit.: I think I improved my office desk light a bit.

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Just bought a standing desk. I’m 6'4". GF is….not: Just bought a standing desk. I’m 6'4". GF is….not

Just bought a standing desk. I’m 6'4". GF is….not

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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.

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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.

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texuhport:⎆ If you’re a business, brand or content creator, you’re gonna love this ⎆⁣ 🔥 Executive Knight Pen Holder 🔥⁣ YOUR PEN, YOUR MAJ...

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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.

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livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! It is the size of a coin that can easily fit in your pocket for anywhere and anytime you need it!A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family!***USE CODE: NEED FOR A DISCOUNT***=> YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <=: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! It is the size of a coin that can easily fit in your pocket for anywhere and anytime you need it!A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family!***USE CODE: NEED FOR A DISCOUNT***=> YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <=

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my new hand sanitizer dispenser for my desk: my new hand sanitizer dispenser for my desk

my new hand sanitizer dispenser for my desk

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overwatchleaguesigns: 2020 watchpoint desk looking like it’s going to be a lot of fun already.: overwatchleaguesigns: 2020 watchpoint desk looking like it’s going to be a lot of fun already.

overwatchleaguesigns: 2020 watchpoint desk looking like it’s going to be a lot of fun already.

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I’ve seen a teacher throw a desk at a kid; now THAT was crazy: I’ve seen a teacher throw a desk at a kid; now THAT was crazy

I’ve seen a teacher throw a desk at a kid; now THAT was crazy

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projectclaymore: newbiewxtch: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family! YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <= I want it 🥰 Need : projectclaymore: newbiewxtch: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family! YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <= I want it 🥰 Need

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My team left me this gift on my desk this morning: DELL logitech WE WILL CONTINUE HAVING MEETINGS UNTIL WE FIND OUT WHY NO WORK IS GETTING DONE My team left me this gift on my desk this morning

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My team left me this gift on my desk this morning: DELL logitech WE WILL CONTINUE HAVING MEETINGS UNTIL WE FIND OUT WHY NO WORK IS GETTING DONE My team left me this gift on my desk this morning

My team left me this gift on my desk this morning

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We all know that one kid https://t.co/xIorRK6QCs: The 6 Types of Students During an Exam hnkstock GOGRAFT Josh Looks like he just rolled out of bed "Can I borrow your pencil?" Stumbled in 15 min late but gne of the first to leave Phone alarm goes off during exam 9970196936 www.gograph.com a alamy stock photo Randy : Coughs nonstop Everyone can hear his hacking cough for 3 hours Really needš a cough drop Sarah 300 highlighters of all colourš in a clear ziploc bag Mechanical pencil thrums against the desk as she writes furiously Ohmigod I totally failed!" gets 100 3,3vj=pt 3y2a Stocfd Vhutter L42/3w} A-2.022 Ben www.shutterstock.com - 1035172549 Knew he could've studied more instead of wasting his time on Reddit Drums his pencil against the desk and scratches his head a lot Writes joke responses for questions he doesn't know in hopes of sympathy points Knasingiplomotofnofkinski • lowkey kinda cute • eats his table multiple times growls every 5 minutes • doesn't even do the exam • probably invaded multiple planets Laurence Saunters in casually 1 min before the exam starts dressed in hoodie and shorts Also one of the first to leave Also gets 100 We all know that one kid https://t.co/xIorRK6QCs

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i have never seen such bullshit before: Wisconsin teen faces life in prison for killing her alleged pedophile abuser WGN Web Desk 6 days ago JUNE 2018 like what the fuck is this shit laboye me scoob i have never seen such bullshit before

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Really depends on who’s drinking whose blood: princess-stabbity so i'm at the doctor's again and i see a notecard on the reception desk that asks in bright red ink, Do you want to live forever? finally, i think, finally i'm at the start of a vampire novel. i don't actually want to live forever, but i'm not about to turn down a call to adventure like that. i try to flip the card over as inconspicuously as possible. the other side contains a bible verse about keeping jesus in your heart. i hate living in the south. tahthetrickster ah yes the age-old struggle of "is this vampires or jesus" Really depends on who’s drinking whose blood

Really depends on who’s drinking whose blood

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Desk: Wanna do yoga today? I hate yoga 10:00 odidas @moistbuddha 'Rage yoga' class includes cursing and alcohol by WGN Web Desk | Oct 15, 2019| 9:28 PM I'm interested...

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Desk: rudy mustang @rudy_mustang when i was in 8th grade this kid used to ask to use the bathroom all the time just to leave class. he didnt really have to go. one day the teacher said "just pee in your pants" and he said "ok" and fucking did it. right there at his desk. i'll never forget u jason that was badass

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Desk: rudy mustang @rudy_mustang when i was in 8th grade this kid used to ask to use the bathroom all the time just to leave class. he didnt really have to go. one day the teacher said "just pee in your pants" and he said "ok" and fucking did it. right there at his desk. i'll never forget u jason that was badass

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Thought this might belong here: Software Engineer Native Range Nerdious Geekius The elusive Software Engineer is a noctur- nal creature, rarely found at their desks before 10 or 11 in the morning, but often staying late into the night. They dislike being interrupt- ed while at work, and it theorized that their penchant for twillight hours is an evolutionary adaptation to reduce breaks in their trance- like state of coding. Diet: Pizza, caffeinated Beverages, Potato chips Not surprisingly, Software Engineers are solitary creatures, except for occasional gath- erings called "code reviews." In these gath- erings, engineers gently pace around a clear ing, sizing up each other's work. Although occasional battles will erupt, they mostly end without injury and the engineer will retreat to their desk and continue to hibernate. Conservation Status: Endangered due to poaching and head hunting. Fun Fact: Software Engineers have been known to kill each other in brutal fights over identation styles Thought this might belong here

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mahi-does-some-art: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family! YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <= My need for this is so fucking strong-: mahi-does-some-art: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family! YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <= My need for this is so fucking strong-

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newbiewxtch: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family! YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <= I want it 🥰: newbiewxtch: livelaughlovematters: Made to be the ultimate work desk companion, it is perfect for creators, makers, thinkers and anyone who wants to release their inner creativity and imagination. It may also help with Anxiety and Stress! A piece of kinetic art that invites you to transform it from precisely engineered still shape into hypnotic optical illusion. Made out of aerospace grade aluminum it has a helix-shaped groove milled alongside the whole surface. Designed to spin on any desk or flat surface. The solid spherical body and smooth finish make it very pleasant to interact with. It spins silently so you won’t be bothering anyone around. This Is the Perfect Stress Reliever for your Friends and Family! YOU CAN GET YOURS HERE <= I want it 🥰

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Found this on my co-worker’s desk. We’re friends now and we decided to help each other during Parallelogram season: I'M GLAD I LEARNED ABOUT PARALLELOGRAMS IN HIGH SCHOOL MATH INSTEAD OF HOW TO DO MY TAXES. IT COMES IN SO HANDY DURING PARALLELOGRAM SEASON. Found this on my co-worker’s desk. We’re friends now and we decided to help each other during Parallelogram season

$Found this on my co-worker’s desk. We’re friends now and we decided to help each other during Parallelogram season: I'M GLAD I LEARNED ABOUT PARALLELOGRAMS IN HIGH SCHOOL MATH INSTEAD OF HOW TO DO MY TAXES. IT COMES IN SO HANDY DURING PARALLELOGRAM SEASON. Found this on my co-worker’s desk. We’re friends now and we decided to help each other during Parallelogram season$