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Cards Against Humanity.
I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.
It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.
If you have it, open your box.
You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?
Do it carefully.
There’s something in there. What could that be?
There’s a card.
There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.
But what card?
I fucking love these people.
People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter
Cake conveys complex emotional states so powerfully.
I have crippling confidence issues regarding my art, and i don’t think any motivational message has hit home with me as well as this one.
Because Cake is a language I can understand.
so thank you, OP. you’ve made me feel good about myself.