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When You’re the Hero of the House

They say heroes come in all shapes and forms. But I would object. My hero is of a special kind. He who rests not to keep the quiet around the vicinity. He’s the hero we all need. Otherwise, it will be chaos ahead…. and no one shall enjoy the coziness of their bed anymore.

When your friends are having babies, but you’re too stoned

When OCD has got the better of you