I won't ever get over the removal of headphone jacks, or micro sd slots, or cd drives. I won't. Fuck everyone and everything
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I won't ever get over the removal of headphone jacks, or micro sd slots, or cd drives. I won't. Fuck everyone and everything
Item: Pigeon Shoes; a cheaper version of Flying Shoes that occasionally get distracted by bread crumbs
recent scoob art
GAYCATION ALL I EVER WANTED <3
apologies to anyone who followed me for tma. cow studies :) ❤️
just found out you can do more than one thing each day. i was just doing the one
this literally isn't true please stop spreading lies
[Image ID: Tweet from beef strokin off (@/ tavia_cw) reading: i'm simultaneously tired of this grandpa and aware thats too damn bad /End ID]
get in loser we’re gonna try again despite it all
I made myself a throw together Alfredo for lunch and ended up having some leftovers for bedtime.
My partner had a bite (and then a few more) and looked at me like I betrayed him.
"I didn't know you could make an Alfredo like this. I feel bamboozled"
I cackled. Promised to make him some.
Don't know whats funnier. That he used the word bamboozled or that I have somehow not made Alfredo in the last 6 months.
Finally watched Cybersix
you’ve changed, little bird
“Bet I know a thing or two about your dove.” “Like what?” “Like she’s delightful to look at, swishes around in bright colors, and sings like a mockingjay. You love her. And oh, how she seems to love you. Except sometimes you wonder, because her plans don’t include you at all.” Something something, Coriolanus calling Lucy Gray "my girl" versus Haymitch calling Lenore Dove "my girl."
“Well, there’s no proof that will happen. You can’t count on things happening tomorrow just because they happened in the past. It’s faulty logic.”
How are we holding up? I’m still crying about Lenore Dove and the gumdrops
fmk the acts of fucking marrying and killing?
kill marriage fuck killing marry fucking
* footsteps coming from behind her she turns to see*
“Little Bird.” he says coming to a stop in front of her.
“They said you were dead” she whispered
“Couldn’t… wouldn’t… not without seeing your face one last time…”
“On the day when it will be possible for woman to love not in her weakness but in her strength, not to escape herself but to find herself, not to abase herself but to assert herself–on that day love will become for her, as for man, a source of life and not of mortal danger.”
— Simone de Beauvoir (b. 9 January 1909)