About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
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How old are you?
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”
“I know what you are.”
“Say it.”
“A Pokemon Master.”
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This happens more often than you would think. I migh not share that hobbie with a lot of people… (*´∀`*)´´
I’m glad I’m not the only one. <3
want your man to be more sensitive? get him to watch madoka with you! there is no way he won’t cry.
Got Gabe to watch this with me. He didn’t cry, but he was interested in seeing the next episode more than I was! HAH!
Take a look at this image, You see embedded spirals of green, pinkish-orange, and blue? Incredibly, the green and the blue spiralsare the same color.
The reason they look different colors is because our brain judges the color of an object by comparing it to surrounding colors. In this…