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@belikov
my emotional support internet strangers
i really think we as a society dont shame harry potter fans enough. please shut the fuck UP
the colors in catalina are so nice
the ashtrays in airplane bathrooms are a fascinating harm reduction metaphor. yes it's illegal as hell to smoke in there. yes there's a smoke detector that will snitch on you the second you light up. so why is there an ashtray? because if there weren't, your single momentary dumbass crime could kill 300 people. it is fucking vital that if someone does have a lit cigarette on a plane, they have a place to safely put it out.
do not ever slander the beautiful goddess carbs around me
âempty carbsâ donât you dare talk about her like that. youâre empty. how do you like that.
Funny when someone introduces you to something, you get really into it, and then they lose all interest in it. Oh so youâre just going to abandon me at the party you invited me to. Dude you were my ride.
">_< but im scared of change!" <- girl who wishes everything was different
blasts you with my placebo beam
Oh fuck I think I can feel the effect
MEXICO WIN!!! FUCK AI!!!
[as if this is not a normal and natural human thing to want] yeah i just really want to connect with people for some reason. Like some weird loser freak
"and they were room mates" was part of probably the best gossip in the world and well never get to hear what it was
ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet
I want to be heard (doesnât speak) I want to be understood (doesnât explain) I want to be seen (acts like if a missing person was right in front of everybody)