calling the dog "faggot"
leaving half finished bowls of life cereal in my bed
biting the insides of my cheeks/lips/gums so that it pulls my mouth in weird directions and makes me look insane
responding to text messages 100000 hours after they were sent so the person doesn't remember what i'm referring to
saying "yeah" too much. apparently.
realizing that i've reached the threashold of how long i should be chewing gum way too late
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