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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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Like all mental illnesses, eating disorders can be illogical and difficult to tackle alone. It’s not your fault that you were drafted into this fight, but I know you have what it takes to win! You deserve to have a healthy relationship with food, and with the way you view yourself. You are incredible, you are strong, and you deserve to eat 💖

A BONUS SKETCH OF THE AFTERMATH

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I think we need to talk about the under appreciated Window Seat fandom

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I mean really? With the book shelves?

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It’s like an alcove of happiness.

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You want a whole row of individual seats? Fine, here you go. 
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Or how about a whole window bed for those snugglers out there.
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Curtains.. Guys this one has curtains.imageSeriously? This is basically a glass cube of bliss.
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 You can even get them with corners! Not enough corners? Okay.
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Ba-BAM!! Corners for cocooning. 
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There’s also the Roman-esque themed seat for the historians out there. 
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 If you don’t want to snuggle up in blankets with hot cocoa in this then I don’t even know why you’re on this planet. I mean dat stonework. 
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This one’s an entire rectangle. Just imagine all the cuddling that could happen in there. It’s practically a fortress.
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This one’s fucking curved okay? it’s just chillin, up of the ground, and curved for your lounging convenience. 
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don’t like rectangles or square? Okay. Have a fucking trapezoid seat.
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@succumbtoyourtendertone @onlytohisintimates y’all,,,,,,,,

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THESE ARE MY FAVORITE THING

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This bay window, please???

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Shout out to my Arabic teacher that looked at us yesterday mid-lesson and said, “I’m worried. You all look exhausted and depressed.”

Of we were all like, “Oh yeah we’re dead inside, you haven’t noticed?”

And he snapped shut the textbook, threw up his hands and said, “That’s not healthy! No more vocab! Time for dancing!”

And he taught us a dance from Iraq and we danced instead of doing vocab. We didn’t stop dancing until he saw all of us laughing and was satisfied that we were all feeling better. It was perhaps the coolest, most kind-hearted thing I’ve ever seen a college instructor do.