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Yoo go cheack out my new acc @snails123454 

I'm not dead yet wtf is happening in ur life

Have yall seen the video going around on Instagram of someone saying fuck you dad at the dodie concert bc that's my fucking sister rgkkjjshdjf

Anyone have any good tips on offing your self

“In my defense, I assumed your prize would be..” Shouta began.
          
          i just died

"You are the best, man."
          
          
          Yeah I thought so too
          
          yall this fucking broke me and im crying now

“Hm… you want me to leave my precious sons in your care?” Hizashi frowned. “I don’t know. Things keep happening at that school.”
          
           
          
          Shouta gave his husband a look of annoyance. Like he wasn’t already exhausted from dealing with the other parents. “Zashi, please. I’m tired.”
          
           
          
          “I’m tired too!” Hizashi pouted dramatically. “Tired of the chaos. I just want peace for my little family. Can UA provide that?”
          
           
          
          Sighing, he decided it was easier to play along. “Of course we can. Being a teacher, you’ll be on campus with your kids. UA is highly secure and they’re adding more security measures. They can protect you and your kids.”
          
           
          
          “Prove it,” Hizashi purred. “You’re part of security, right? Show me how strong you are.”
          
           
          
          “Mama, gross!” Hitoshi whined from the couch. “Stop flirting.”
          
           
          
          “Never!” Hizashi declared.
          
           i just died

“Have fun, little listener,” Hizashi smiled as Izuku got up and went to his room. As soon as he heard the door closed he whipped around and glared at Nemuri. “Did you record that?”
          
           
          
          “Yes, I did,” she grinned, tucking her phone away and standing. “I’ll leave you to tend to your husband’s existential crisis.”
          
           
          
          Hizashi sighed as she walked away and out of their house. “Come on, Sho. Let’s go get this ink off you.”
          
           
          
          “Tha bebe dateng, Zishi,” Shouta cried, sitting up and revealing tears that could rival Izuku’s. “Nat my bebe. Lottli bebe. Pricouas bien gunne gruw op. I con't.”
          
           
          
          “I know, honey. I know,” Hizashi spoke soothingly as he led Shouta to their bathroom. 
          
          omg im dying

“Are you saying that it was a bright spot in this tragedy?” the reporter asked sarcastically. Shouta briefly wondered if killing a man on television would get him out of there faster.  
          
          it wouldnt but it would get you into a jail cell faster than you can say c h e e s e

“You owe me ¥2,000,” Denki said abruptly, announcing his consciousness. “I told you Momo would confess first.”