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Skeletons are beautiful, yes. But my boy, you are not a skeleton. You’re a teenager. You’ll have plenty of time to be all bones when you’re dead, but you won’t be able to be a teenager then.
My grandmother is the nicest person I’ve ever met and she can somehow get my brother to stop counting calories for a day. (via equily)

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