Just like CookieDough
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COO•KIE•DOUGH
/CookieDough/
NOUN
1. A completely delicious substance that society prohibits us to bring to gatherings raw, so we are forced to bake it, therefore decreasing its deliciousness
That's my definition, but as you can tell we all have our own definition for everything in life. Like the word LIFE. You see the word life can be defined in plenty of different ways, to those meatheads who play football for a living might say something like,' Bruh football is my life.' Or the quote on quote 'tumblr' girls that say,'pizza is life,' and that weird word,'bae.' At least thats what I thought I heard. Anyways back to my point, the word LIFE to me is simply breathing.
Yeah I get it some of u might say,'DUH we kinda need to breath to live.' But no I'm not talking about breathing, I'm talking about BREATHING. And what I mean is taking a break. From everything.
See what I mean by DEFINITIONS. Well if not press that check bottom up there and continue reading.
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