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Maakt niet uit of je het goed had, heel widmblr wint omdat we van Stijn houden

In the last ten hours I have I’ve hurt the same 2 fingers multiple times.

I didn’t do anything special, doors and beds just decided to hate me today.

I miss them

On Sunday, there's six red dots blinking away on Abed's phone screen. Three, clustered around Greendale, their number ever dwindling. One a few miles to the south. Pierce. He hasn't moved in months, but Abed's been keeping an eye on it just in case. One in Georgia (the state, not the country), where Shirley's spun off to. And one more, just off the coast of India.

Troy.

He's not always there anymore; the tracker doesn't always get reception in the middle of the ocean, and there are days when Abed can't even bring himself to look at it. Where he can't bear the possibility that he won't be able to see that little red dot that means that Troy is out there somewhere.

It helps a bit, when he can see it. When everything is too much, and reality begins to fracture around him, it helps to know that Troy is out there. That he's coming back.

Sunday is a good day. And when he wakes up on Monday, the dot is gone, and Troy has left all over again.

The other day I was looking into the deep, it just so happened that it looked like I was staring straight into my friends eyes, she just sat there mortified.

Who is this?

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

Happy plagueiversary

Great news

Mijn familie en ik zijn deze arme mensen zo hard uit aan het lachen

Heeft niemand dat nou door?? Dan heeft Roos dat wel goed gedaan.

Ok jongens wie heeft net rapportcijfer 6.0(22) gehaald