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So I can either bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

nick nO THAT’S NOT HOW YOU BAKE COOKIES FRIEND

FLOOR IT?

NICK NO

HOW ABOUT 4,000,000 DEGREES FOR 1 SECOND

NICK YOU ARE GOING TO BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN

I’M GOING TO HARNESS THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES

NICK P L E A S E

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how comes i didn’t have this on my blog already

this is what it feels like to have a depression i mean it literally feels like a monster in your body that needs to get out, one way or another 

this gives me the chills

i feel like its the opposite actually, the monster is on the outside, consuming you, making you nothing; forgotten and you fight your hardest trying to come out, showing the world that whats portrayed isnt you. yelling screaming pushing but no one can hear you because youre on the inside

these two different interpretations are both so valid omg this could be a picture of depression trying to scape me or me trying to escape it it’s like a paradox of sad

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