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Friends, Memes, and Fuck: When you meet up with friends and they all already ate Fuck yourselves I’ll starve then 😠 goodgirlwithbadthoughts 💅🏼

Friends, Memes, and Fuck: When you meet up with friends and
they all already ate
Fuck yourselves
I’ll starve then 😠 goodgirlwithbadthoughts 💅🏼

Friends, Memes, and Fuck: When you meet up with friends and
they all already ate
Fuck yourselves
I’ll starve then 😠 goodgirlwithbadthoughts 💅🏼

I’ll starve then 😠 goodgirlwithbadthoughts 💅🏼

Af, Bad, and Food: When you're hungry af but don't wanna go downstairs to get food because you have guests over IG:PolarSaurusRex guess Il'll starve My mum has her friend over rn and I’m hungry so I ordered pizza so I don’t have to go through the living room, every moment in my life is getting meme’d at this point idk if that’s bad or good

Af, Bad, and Food: When you're hungry af but don't wanna
go downstairs to get food because you
have guests over
IG:PolarSaurusRex
guess Il'll starve
My mum has her friend over rn and I’m hungry so I ordered pizza so I don’t have to go through the living room, every moment in my life is getting meme’d at this point idk if that’s bad or good

Af, Bad, and Food: When you're hungry af but don't wanna
go downstairs to get food because you
have guests over
IG:PolarSaurusRex
guess Il'll starve
My mum has her friend over rn and I’m hungry so I ordered pizza so I don’t have to go through the living room, every moment in my life is getting meme’d at this point idk if that’s bad or good

My mum has her friend over rn and I’m hungry so I ordered pizza so I don’t have to go through the living room, every moment in my life is ge...

Facts, Funny, and Earth: When you're watching Planet Earth and u don't want the predator to starve but u aslo don't want the prey to die Facts 😂💀

Facts, Funny, and Earth: When you're watching Planet Earth
and u don't want the predator to
starve but u aslo don't want the
prey to die
Facts 😂💀

Facts, Funny, and Earth: When you're watching Planet Earth
and u don't want the predator to
starve but u aslo don't want the
prey to die
Facts 😂💀

Facts 😂💀

Girls, Dress, and Girl Memes: The decision girls have to make to either eat before a night out n risk bloating in a tight dress or not eating and passing out before 12am ALWAYS STARVE AND PASS OUT! DONIT FOR THE TIGHT TOP!

Girls, Dress, and Girl Memes: The decision girls have to make to
either eat before a night out n risk
bloating in a tight dress or not eating
and passing out before 12am
ALWAYS STARVE AND PASS OUT! DONIT FOR THE TIGHT TOP!

Girls, Dress, and Girl Memes: The decision girls have to make to
either eat before a night out n risk
bloating in a tight dress or not eating
and passing out before 12am
ALWAYS STARVE AND PASS OUT! DONIT FOR THE TIGHT TOP!

ALWAYS STARVE AND PASS OUT! DONIT FOR THE TIGHT TOP!

Lit, Memes, and Earth: When you're watching planet earth and you don't want the prey to die but you don't want the predator to starve Planet earth is lit

Lit, Memes, and Earth: When you're watching planet earth and
you don't want the prey to die but you
don't want the predator to starve
Planet earth is lit

Lit, Memes, and Earth: When you're watching planet earth and
you don't want the prey to die but you
don't want the predator to starve
Planet earth is lit

Planet earth is lit

True, Trump, and Never: A TRUE CHRISTIAN WOULD NEVER STARVE A CHILD IN ORDER TO FEED A CORPORATION RESIST, and FOLLOW Americans Against Trump <<<<

True, Trump, and Never: A TRUE CHRISTIAN
WOULD NEVER
STARVE A CHILD
IN ORDER TO
FEED A CORPORATION
RESIST, and FOLLOW Americans Against Trump <<<<

True, Trump, and Never: A TRUE CHRISTIAN
WOULD NEVER
STARVE A CHILD
IN ORDER TO
FEED A CORPORATION
RESIST, and FOLLOW Americans Against Trump <<<<

RESIST, and FOLLOW Americans Against Trump <<<<

Bad, Food, and Homeless: @NijjarSonam A Sikh man... why only identify the religion when you're tryna paint them in a bad image FOX40 News@FOX40 Man Rents Food Truck to Feed the Homeless bit.ly/2AciXpX TH STARVE FRA For real though word foxnewsisnotrealnews fyi Sikh

Bad, Food, and Homeless: @NijjarSonam
A Sikh man... why only identify the
religion when you're tryna paint them
in a bad image
FOX40 News@FOX40
Man Rents Food Truck to Feed the Homeless
bit.ly/2AciXpX
TH STARVE
FRA
For real though word foxnewsisnotrealnews fyi Sikh

Bad, Food, and Homeless: @NijjarSonam
A Sikh man... why only identify the
religion when you're tryna paint them
in a bad image
FOX40 News@FOX40
Man Rents Food Truck to Feed the Homeless
bit.ly/2AciXpX
TH STARVE
FRA
For real though word foxnewsisnotrealnews fyi Sikh

For real though word foxnewsisnotrealnews fyi Sikh

Bad, Relationships, and Texting: So can i cook u dinner tomorow What r u gonna make A surprise You'll like it I don't want a cock meat sandwich Read 7:02 PM Mine wouldn't Feed anyone We'd starve Message Maybe this guy deserves a chance I feel a little bad for him

Bad, Relationships, and Texting: So can i cook u dinner tomorow
What r u gonna make
A surprise
You'll like it
I don't want a cock meat sandwich
Read 7:02 PM
Mine wouldn't Feed anyone
We'd starve
Message
Maybe this guy deserves a chance I feel a little bad for him

Bad, Relationships, and Texting: So can i cook u dinner tomorow
What r u gonna make
A surprise
You'll like it
I don't want a cock meat sandwich
Read 7:02 PM
Mine wouldn't Feed anyone
We'd starve
Message
Maybe this guy deserves a chance I feel a little bad for him

Maybe this guy deserves a chance I feel a little bad for him

Dank, Food, and Thanksgiving: itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk

Dank, Food, and Thanksgiving: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk

Dank, Food, and Thanksgiving: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

We starve 😂💯🦃 #Thanksgiving https://t.co/eKmLVTIgx4

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready We starve 😂💯🦃 Thanksgiving WSHH

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
We starve 😂💯🦃 Thanksgiving WSHH

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
We starve 😂💯🦃 Thanksgiving WSHH

We starve 😂💯🦃 Thanksgiving WSHH

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready RACHEL @STINGLIKEA BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk that’s how it works 🦃

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve until
the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving
sdhgsjk
that’s how it works 🦃

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve until
the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving
sdhgsjk
that’s how it works 🦃

that’s how it works 🦃

Facts, Food, and Memes: RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready Facts

Facts, Food, and Memes: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
Facts

Facts, Food, and Memes: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
Facts

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk itsTyannaペペ @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready 😂😂😭 - Follow me @mememang for more memes

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyannaペペ
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
😂😂😭 - Follow me @mememang for more memes

Food, Memes, and Thanksgiving: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyannaペペ
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
😂😂😭 - Follow me @mememang for more memes

😂😂😭 - Follow me @mememang for more memes

Food, Funny, and Memes: itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready RACHEL @STINGLIKEA BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk @funny is a must follow page 😂

Food, Funny, and Memes: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
@funny is a must follow page 😂

Food, Funny, and Memes: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
@funny is a must follow page 😂

@funny is a must follow page 😂

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is readyy

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is readyy

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: RACHEL
@STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is readyy

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: itsTyanna @CooperGirlT We don't eat breakfast. We starve until the food is ready RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY What do yall eat for breakfast on Thanksgiving sdhgsjk hi

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
hi

Food, Thanksgiving, and Breakfast: itsTyanna
@CooperGirlT
We don't eat breakfast. We starve
until the food is ready
RACHEL @STINGLIKEA_BEY
What do yall eat for breakfast on
Thanksgiving sdhgsjk
hi

hi

Being Broke, Friends, and Funny: When U Lied Abt Being Broke To Ur Broke Friends N Now U Have To Starve Wit Them To Stay In Character. 😂😂 funniest15 viralcypher funniest15seconds Www.viralcypher.com

Being Broke, Friends, and Funny: When U Lied Abt Being Broke To Ur
Broke Friends N Now U Have To
Starve Wit Them To Stay In
Character.
😂😂 funniest15 viralcypher funniest15seconds Www.viralcypher.com

Being Broke, Friends, and Funny: When U Lied Abt Being Broke To Ur
Broke Friends N Now U Have To
Starve Wit Them To Stay In
Character.
😂😂 funniest15 viralcypher funniest15seconds Www.viralcypher.com

😂😂 funniest15 viralcypher funniest15seconds Www.viralcypher.com

Being Broke, Friends, and Memes: KING SIMBA @Don_TEE When U Lied Abt Being Broke To Ur Broke Friends N Now U Have To Starve Wit Them To Stay In Character. 😭😂😂😂 Tag those that do this⬇️⬇️⬇️ . . krakstv

Being Broke, Friends, and Memes: KING SIMBA
@Don_TEE
When U Lied Abt Being Broke To
Ur Broke Friends N Now U Have
To Starve Wit Them To Stay In
Character.
😭😂😂😂 Tag those that do this⬇️⬇️⬇️ . . krakstv

Being Broke, Friends, and Memes: KING SIMBA
@Don_TEE
When U Lied Abt Being Broke To
Ur Broke Friends N Now U Have
To Starve Wit Them To Stay In
Character.
😭😂😂😂 Tag those that do this⬇️⬇️⬇️ . . krakstv

😭😂😂😂 Tag those that do this⬇️⬇️⬇️ . . krakstv

Funny, Guess, and Strong: When you can't open a jar after 30 minutes of trying and you start questioning whether you really are a strong independent woman who don't need no man Guess I’ll starve 😢

Funny, Guess, and Strong: When you can't open a jar after 30 minutes
of trying and you start questioning whether
you really are a strong independent woman
who don't need no man
Guess I’ll starve 😢

Funny, Guess, and Strong: When you can't open a jar after 30 minutes
of trying and you start questioning whether
you really are a strong independent woman
who don't need no man
Guess I’ll starve 😢

Guess I’ll starve 😢

Funny, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth And u don't want the predator to Starve but u also don't want the Prey to die Why is no one helping the baby turtles 😖

Funny, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
Why is no one helping the baby turtles 😖

Funny, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
Why is no one helping the baby turtles 😖

Why is no one helping the baby turtles 😖

Memes, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth And u don't want the predator to Starve but u also don't want the Prey to die https://t.co/56MYgThnN0

Memes, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
https://t.co/56MYgThnN0

Memes, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
https://t.co/56MYgThnN0

https://t.co/56MYgThnN0

Funny, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth And u don't want the predator to Starve but u also don't want the Prey to die 😫😫😂

Funny, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
😫😫😂

Funny, Earth, and Predator: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
😫😫😂

😫😫😂

Funny, Lmao, and Earth: When you're watching Planet Earth And u don't want the predator to Starve but u also don't want the Prey to die Lmao😂💀 Hoodclips

Funny, Lmao, and Earth: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
Lmao😂💀 Hoodclips

Funny, Lmao, and Earth: When you're watching Planet Earth
And u don't want the predator to
Starve but u also don't want the
Prey to die
Lmao😂💀 Hoodclips

Lmao😂💀 Hoodclips

Memes, Focus, and Monday: IAM FEED YOUR FOCUS. Starve your distractions and feed your focus. 🔥 focused hustle grind monday millionairementor

Memes, Focus, and Monday: IAM
FEED YOUR FOCUS.
Starve your distractions and feed your focus. 🔥 focused hustle grind monday millionairementor

Memes, Focus, and Monday: IAM
FEED YOUR FOCUS.
Starve your distractions and feed your focus. 🔥 focused hustle grind monday millionairementor

Starve your distractions and feed your focus. 🔥 focused hustle grind monday millionairementor

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit 4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years,s said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact. I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/7wpxO2Y4Zr

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self. AskReddit 4808 comments

Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self AskReddit 4808 comments
▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years,s
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact.
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/7wpxO2Y4Zr

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▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years,s
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact.
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/7wpxO2Y4Zr

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/7wpxO2Y4Zr

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit 4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer. When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact. I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/hxqjISK30t

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
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Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self AskReddit 4808 comments
▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer.
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact.
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/hxqjISK30t

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self. AskReddit 4808 comments

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(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self AskReddit 4808 comments
▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer.
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact.
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/hxqjISK30t

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/hxqjISK30t

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit 4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer. When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact. I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read.. https://t.co/m9GdrbVKur

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(age)" pact? How did it work out?
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(age)" pact? How did it work out?
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▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer.
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact.
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read.. https://t.co/m9GdrbVKur

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
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▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer.
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact.
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read.. https://t.co/m9GdrbVKur

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read.. https://t.co/m9GdrbVKur

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and i told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to heal, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me "no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they coulo matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/RyAxWah2YA

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self. AskReddit 4808 comments

Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self AskReddit4808 comments
▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and i told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to heal,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
"no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they coulo
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/RyAxWah2YA

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self. AskReddit 4808 comments

Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by
(age)" pact? How did it work out?
self AskReddit4808 comments
▼ AlexClifford
+8049
Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story
about this
We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she
was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers
but we never formally dated because both of us were very
much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We
dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and
agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us
would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us
wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible
lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A
few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up
until her sisters died
It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were
killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend
was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to
remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more
devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let
himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She
moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties
with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for
two years
She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd
always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd
ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder,
maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever
wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for

her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than
anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized
how in love with her I was
I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her
and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind
of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she
said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up
emotionally again. She said she needed space from me,
particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it
meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She
asked me to give her time, and i told her that I'd give her
anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been
happier than she was when we were together. I told her the
same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made
our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she
turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and
if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't
fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So
that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be
alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I
could
We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we
built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both
liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes
we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would
like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer
When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone

When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact
I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't
mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always
compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she
was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about
our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone
else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to heal,
and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal
from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us
to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was
still there
It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a
job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway
I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me
"no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be
turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were
going so well that a few months didn't seem like they coulo
matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up
quickly
She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk
driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I
went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember
what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the
willpower to make myself find out how he's doing
That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and
trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank,
mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt
like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That
thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to
do it
That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it
This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/RyAxWah2YA

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/RyAxWah2YA

Food, Funny, and Lazy: Jake Visser @jvis10 How lazy are you? Luca Brasi @FameKeef I starve myself sometimes just because I don't feel like getting out the bed I'm super lazy but nothing comes between me and my food lol

Food, Funny, and Lazy: Jake Visser
@jvis10
How lazy are you?
Luca Brasi
@FameKeef
I starve myself sometimes just
because I don't feel like getting out
the bed
I'm super lazy but nothing comes between me and my food lol

Food, Funny, and Lazy: Jake Visser
@jvis10
How lazy are you?
Luca Brasi
@FameKeef
I starve myself sometimes just
because I don't feel like getting out
the bed
I'm super lazy but nothing comes between me and my food lol

I'm super lazy but nothing comes between me and my food lol

Memes, Death, and Elephant: An elephant can die of a broken heart if their mate dies. They may refuse to eat and lay down, shedding tears until they starve to death. 団 /d.dyouknowpage1。@didyouknowpage

Memes, Death, and Elephant: An elephant can die of a broken heart
if their mate dies. They may refuse to
eat and lay down, shedding tears
until they starve to death.
団
/d.dyouknowpage1。@didyouknowpage

Memes, Death, and Elephant: An elephant can die of a broken heart
if their mate dies. They may refuse to
eat and lay down, shedding tears
until they starve to death.
団
/d.dyouknowpage1。@didyouknowpage

Hungry, Money, and Date: OUR FIRST DATE... TOLD YOUI WASNT HUNGRY BUT REALLY AINT HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY FOR BOTH OF US SO ISAT AND WATCHED YOU EAT my boyfriend would've let me starve

Hungry, Money, and Date: OUR FIRST DATE... TOLD YOUI WASNT
HUNGRY BUT REALLY AINT HAVE
ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY FOR BOTH OF
US SO ISAT AND WATCHED YOU EAT
my boyfriend would've let me starve

Hungry, Money, and Date: OUR FIRST DATE... TOLD YOUI WASNT
HUNGRY BUT REALLY AINT HAVE
ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY FOR BOTH OF
US SO ISAT AND WATCHED YOU EAT
my boyfriend would've let me starve

my boyfriend would've let me starve

Gym, Hungry, and Who: I'M GETTING HUNGRY, SHOULD PROBABLY BUT IF I EAT I WILL GAIN WEIGHT BUT IF I DON'T EAT I'LL STARVE, MY METABOLISM WILL SLOW DOWN AND WHEN EVENTUALLY aEAT AGAIN, I WILL GAIN WEIGHT. Who is this 😂😂 @livingfittips

Gym, Hungry, and Who: I'M GETTING
HUNGRY,
SHOULD
PROBABLY
BUT IF I EAT
I WILL GAIN
WEIGHT
BUT IF I DON'T EAT
I'LL STARVE,
MY METABOLISM
WILL SLOW DOWN
AND WHEN
EVENTUALLY
aEAT AGAIN,
I WILL GAIN
WEIGHT.
Who is this 😂😂 @livingfittips

Gym, Hungry, and Who: I'M GETTING
HUNGRY,
SHOULD
PROBABLY
BUT IF I EAT
I WILL GAIN
WEIGHT
BUT IF I DON'T EAT
I'LL STARVE,
MY METABOLISM
WILL SLOW DOWN
AND WHEN
EVENTUALLY
aEAT AGAIN,
I WILL GAIN
WEIGHT.
Who is this 😂😂 @livingfittips

Who is this 😂😂 @livingfittips

Monster, Seattle, and Trashy: Store Hours Mon-Sat:7am-11pm Sun: 7am-10pm DOLLaR DoNaTED MIGHT NEED 2 SUCK What kind of monster would let this woman starve?

Monster, Seattle, and Trashy: Store Hours
Mon-Sat:7am-11pm
Sun: 7am-10pm
DOLLaR
DoNaTED
MIGHT
NEED 2 SUCK
What kind of monster would let this woman starve?

Monster, Seattle, and Trashy: Store Hours
Mon-Sat:7am-11pm
Sun: 7am-10pm
DOLLaR
DoNaTED
MIGHT
NEED 2 SUCK
What kind of monster would let this woman starve?

What kind of monster would let this woman starve?

Memes, Vegan, and Death: Matt Oswalt @MattOswaltVA "You have a choice Houston, starve to death...or eat vegan." (ENTIRE CITY OF HOUSTON TAKES A BIG SWIG OF WHISKY) "ll see you in hell." 😂Damn

Memes, Vegan, and Death: Matt Oswalt
@MattOswaltVA
"You have a choice Houston, starve to
death...or eat vegan."
(ENTIRE CITY OF HOUSTON TAKES A
BIG SWIG OF WHISKY)
"ll see you in hell."
😂Damn

Memes, Vegan, and Death: Matt Oswalt
@MattOswaltVA
"You have a choice Houston, starve to
death...or eat vegan."
(ENTIRE CITY OF HOUSTON TAKES A
BIG SWIG OF WHISKY)
"ll see you in hell."
😂Damn

😂Damn

Classical Art, All The, and Potatoes: My potatoes bring all the Paddys to the yard, and they're like, that famine was hard Damn right, that famine Was hard I could feed you but you'll-have to starve冂

Classical Art, All The, and Potatoes: My potatoes bring all the Paddys to the yard,
and they're like, that famine was hard
Damn right, that famine Was hard
I could feed you but you'll-have to starve冂

Classical Art, All The, and Potatoes: My potatoes bring all the Paddys to the yard,
and they're like, that famine was hard
Damn right, that famine Was hard
I could feed you but you'll-have to starve冂

Classical Art, Oliver Cromwell, and All The: My potatoes bring all the Paddys to the yard and they're like, that famine was hard. Damn right, that famine was hard, I could feed you but you'll have to starve冂 "My name is Oliver Cromwell and my collar stay poppin"

Classical Art, Oliver Cromwell, and All The: My potatoes bring all the Paddys to the yard
and they're like, that famine was hard.
Damn right, that famine was hard,
I could feed you but you'll have to starve冂
"My name is Oliver Cromwell and my collar stay poppin"

Classical Art, Oliver Cromwell, and All The: My potatoes bring all the Paddys to the yard
and they're like, that famine was hard.
Damn right, that famine was hard,
I could feed you but you'll have to starve冂
"My name is Oliver Cromwell and my collar stay poppin"

"My name is Oliver Cromwell and my collar stay poppin"

Dank, Dope, and Fall: HOW WILL made by @likemylastpost LI like my last post to find out last digit of like how 6 hit by a car hit by a bus fall out of a plane 8- starve old age attacked by a bear fall off a cliff 3 9 murdered = explosion 5- heart attack • How will you die? Comment below 😘━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Follow @theballista for more 😈 • • • Gamers memes meme funny tb like follow COD laugh lol girl dope joke savage dank followforfollow instagram fashion love yeezy ballistaalliance explorepage explore

Dank, Dope, and Fall: HOW WILL
made by
@likemylastpost
LI
like my last post to find out
last digit of like how
6
hit by a car
hit by a bus
fall out of a plane 8- starve
old age
attacked by a bear
fall off a cliff
3
9
murdered
= explosion
5- heart attack
• How will you die? Comment below 😘━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Follow @theballista for more 😈 • • • Gamers memes meme funny tb like follow COD laugh lol girl dope joke savage dank followforfollow instagram fashion love yeezy ballistaalliance explorepage explore

Dank, Dope, and Fall: HOW WILL
made by
@likemylastpost
LI
like my last post to find out
last digit of like how
6
hit by a car
hit by a bus
fall out of a plane 8- starve
old age
attacked by a bear
fall off a cliff
3
9
murdered
= explosion
5- heart attack
• How will you die? Comment below 😘━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Follow @theballista for more 😈 • • • Gamers memes meme funny tb like follow COD laugh lol girl dope joke savage dank followforfollow instagram fashion love yeezy ballistaalliance explorepage explore

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Memes, Twitter, and Weed: Follow me on Twitter! When Larfleeze was a child, he was kidnapped and turned into a slave. His masters used to starve their slaves in an attempt to weed out the weak. This psychologically affected Larfleeze and forced him to see everything as his 回@VILLA IN TRUEFACTS 步@VILLA IN PEDI Source: Green Lantern 56-67 (2010-2011) dccomics like geek comics picoftheday Larfleeze

Memes, Twitter, and Weed: Follow me on Twitter!
When Larfleeze was a child, he was kidnapped and
turned into a slave. His masters used to starve their
slaves in an attempt to weed out the weak. This
psychologically affected Larfleeze and forced him to
see everything as his
回@VILLA IN TRUEFACTS 步@VILLA IN PEDI
Source: Green Lantern 56-67 (2010-2011) dccomics like geek comics picoftheday Larfleeze

Memes, Twitter, and Weed: Follow me on Twitter!
When Larfleeze was a child, he was kidnapped and
turned into a slave. His masters used to starve their
slaves in an attempt to weed out the weak. This
psychologically affected Larfleeze and forced him to
see everything as his
回@VILLA IN TRUEFACTS 步@VILLA IN PEDI
Source: Green Lantern 56-67 (2010-2011) dccomics like geek comics picoftheday Larfleeze

Source: Green Lantern 56-67 (2010-2011) dccomics like geek comics picoftheday Larfleeze

Family, Food, and Memes: THIS IS BOB This is ShelI BOB GETS $1,500/YEAR IN FOOD STAMPS SO HIS FAMILY DOESNT STARVE Shell gets $2 Billion in subsidies a year From the government for no real reason It's time to SHUT UP about Bob David Hood Shell gets to keep money they earned while bob receives money he didn't earn Yesterday at 6:28 PM Like Reply172 (GC)

Family, Food, and Memes: THIS IS BOB
This is ShelI
BOB GETS $1,500/YEAR
IN FOOD STAMPS SO
HIS FAMILY DOESNT STARVE
Shell gets $2 Billion
in subsidies a year
From the government
for no real reason
It's time to SHUT UP about Bob
David Hood
Shell gets to keep money they earned while
bob receives money he didn't earn
Yesterday at 6:28 PM Like Reply172
(GC)

Family, Food, and Memes: THIS IS BOB
This is ShelI
BOB GETS $1,500/YEAR
IN FOOD STAMPS SO
HIS FAMILY DOESNT STARVE
Shell gets $2 Billion
in subsidies a year
From the government
for no real reason
It's time to SHUT UP about Bob
David Hood
Shell gets to keep money they earned while
bob receives money he didn't earn
Yesterday at 6:28 PM Like Reply172
(GC)

(GC)

Empire, Memes, and Shit: THERES NO TIME FOR BULLSHIT WHEN YOU'RE BUILDING AN EMPIRE. Starve your distractions and feed your focus! Don't let anything get in the way of getting shit done. | BadassBusinessWomen

Empire, Memes, and Shit: THERES NO TIME FOR
BULLSHIT WHEN YOU'RE
BUILDING AN EMPIRE.
Starve your distractions and feed your focus! Don't let anything get in the way of getting shit done. | BadassBusinessWomen

Empire, Memes, and Shit: THERES NO TIME FOR
BULLSHIT WHEN YOU'RE
BUILDING AN EMPIRE.
Starve your distractions and feed your focus! Don't let anything get in the way of getting shit done. | BadassBusinessWomen

Starve your distractions and feed your focus! Don't let anything get in the way of getting shit done. | BadassBusinessWomen

Memes, Russia, and 🤖: The entire population of Russia is now playing Don't Starve Together

Memes, Russia, and 🤖: The entire population of Russia
is now playing
Don't Starve Together

Memes, Russia, and 🤖: The entire population of Russia
is now playing
Don't Starve Together

God, Jesus, and Love: IF GOD PROMISED IT OF BELIEVE IT Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death! Bible sonofgod424 God Love Redeemed Saved Christian Christianity Pray Chosen jesus lord truth praying christ jesuschrist bible word godly angels cross faith inspiration jesussaves worship yahweh holyspirit praise spiritualwarfare

God, Jesus, and Love: IF GOD PROMISED IT
OF
BELIEVE IT
Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death! Bible sonofgod424 God Love Redeemed Saved Christian Christianity Pray Chosen jesus lord truth praying christ jesuschrist bible word godly angels cross faith inspiration jesussaves worship yahweh holyspirit praise spiritualwarfare

God, Jesus, and Love: IF GOD PROMISED IT
OF
BELIEVE IT
Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death! Bible sonofgod424 God Love Redeemed Saved Christian Christianity Pray Chosen jesus lord truth praying christ jesuschrist bible word godly angels cross faith inspiration jesussaves worship yahweh holyspirit praise spiritualwarfare

Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death! Bible sonofgod424 God Love Redeemed Saved Christian Christianity Pray Chosen jesus lor...

Hungry, Memes, and Guess: Me: Babe, you hungry? GF: No Me: *starts eating* GF: Guess I'll starve. Lolol women.. Can't live with them.. And.... Can't live with them... 😅😅 [Like•Follow•Play•@TheNiceGuyCast]

Hungry, Memes, and Guess: Me: Babe, you hungry?
GF: No
Me: *starts eating*
GF: Guess I'll starve.
Lolol women.. Can't live with them.. And.... Can't live with them... 😅😅 [Like•Follow•Play•@TheNiceGuyCast]

Hungry, Memes, and Guess: Me: Babe, you hungry?
GF: No
Me: *starts eating*
GF: Guess I'll starve.
Lolol women.. Can't live with them.. And.... Can't live with them... 😅😅 [Like•Follow•Play•@TheNiceGuyCast]

Lolol women.. Can't live with them.. And.... Can't live with them... 😅😅 [Like•Follow•Play•@TheNiceGuyCast]

Venezuela, Now, and Together: The entire population of Venezuela is now playing Don't Starve Together

Venezuela, Now, and Together: The entire population of Venezuela
is now playing
Don't Starve Together

Venezuela, Now, and Together: The entire population of Venezuela
is now playing
Don't Starve Together

Goals, Memes, and Focus: Sometimes you need to cut the world off and focus on your goals. @ MINDSETOFGREATNESS Via @mindsetofgreatness: Starve distractions and feed focus 🔝

Goals, Memes, and Focus: Sometimes you need to
cut the world off and
focus on your goals.
@ MINDSETOFGREATNESS
Via @mindsetofgreatness: Starve distractions and feed focus 🔝

Goals, Memes, and Focus: Sometimes you need to
cut the world off and
focus on your goals.
@ MINDSETOFGREATNESS
Via @mindsetofgreatness: Starve distractions and feed focus 🔝

Via @mindsetofgreatness: Starve distractions and feed focus 🔝

Af, Memes, and 🤖: Featured @will ent (mittion page onty) in we both starve mulchling really loving how ominous this is 😂😂😂Genius AF

Af, Memes, and 🤖: Featured @will ent (mittion page onty)
in
we both
starve
mulchling
really loving how ominous this is
😂😂😂Genius AF

Af, Memes, and 🤖: Featured @will ent (mittion page onty)
in
we both
starve
mulchling
really loving how ominous this is
😂😂😂Genius AF

😂😂😂Genius AF

Fall, Love, and Memes: I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don't know what grey is. I never did. Hedonist Poet

Fall, Love, and Memes: I either eat too much or starve myself.
Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights.
Fall in love very hard or hate passionately.
I don't know what grey is. I never did.
Hedonist Poet

Fall, Love, and Memes: I either eat too much or starve myself.
Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights.
Fall in love very hard or hate passionately.
I don't know what grey is. I never did.
Hedonist Poet