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when life sucks… You can always see it from the bright side

Today, at 3 in the morning, I rolled out of bed in my sleep, landing butt-first into my trash can and scraping my arm on my bedside table. I cleaned up the mess I’d made and tried to stop my arm from bleeding. During which, my dad banged on the door and told me to keep it down. FML

I can´t stop laughing and in an 50 years or so you will laugh to.

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