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Misplaced Lens Cap

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Not today Justin
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Reblog so she lives forever.
I will always care more about the supportive cishet boyfriend at pride than i will about the wannabe cop queer person interrogating every “straight looking” couple to make sure they’re “queer enough” to be there btw. Don’t worry about your cishet boyfriend, he’s sitting with me eating an ice cream wearing a homemade little pride bracelet around his arm and he is the happiest he’s ever been in his life :]
Daily affirmations:
No one will find the picture in your attic.
It's not your fault the person made of cadavers you sew together and you revived killed your family.
It's perfectly normal to enter your house climbing like a lizard.
The fact that you killed a man doesn't make you guilty, it was just your silly alter ego.
That raven who won't stop saying "nevermore" is an asshole, don't listen to it.
Your fiancé is definitely NOT hiding his mad spouse in his attic.
The big ass dog that killed members of your family isn't real, dw.
You deserve revenge for having been abused as a child, go back to moors and show them!
Go and kidnap that singer!
let's give it up for yet another stick-thin conventionally attractive Carrie everyone
Hello. I don't think you love adapting things, I think you love writing fix-it AUs, and I wish you would have gotten big into fan fiction instead of remixing horror history in the tackiest ways possible. Mike, I'll be real with you, I don't think it sounds good
Mike it's a story about a girl being relentlessly bullied for being fat, unlovable, and equally unwelcome in her religious home and her secular school. Mike. Look at me in the eyes. You can just write a superhero TV show without dragging Carrie into it. Mike can you hear me
There are few delights in the world like having a friend start to read Jane Eyre for the first time and then as they are commenting on it you slowly realize that they don't know. They don't know Rochester's deal.
This is like the literary equivalent of meeting someone who doesn't know Darth Vader is Luke's father.
So they go "I don't understand why anyone would have a problem with this relationship! Yeah he's older and there is a class/power difference but he clearly respects her as a person and it's so refreshing!" and you just cackle, cackle, cackle behind your screen until the inevitable day you get this message.
Everyone congratulate my friend @anonymoustypewriter, they just found out one of literature's biggest 100+ year old shock twists authentically without anyone spoiling it for them.
Does anyone know what to do about the temperature and also the prices
The bubble is nigh.
ages 0-7: slowly gain sentience
ages 7-12: be an ‘old soul’
ages 12-16: allow the darkness to consume you
ages 16-19: be a kid for the first time ever
ages 19-30: develop dad lore
ages 30-35: court a beautiful lady
ages 35-40: get married, start a family
ages 40-55: promise to clean out the gutters and never do it again
ages 55-60: allow the darkness to consume you once more
ages 60-75: swinger cruises with your beautiful wife
ages 75-86: be an eccentric grandfather
age 86: mysteriously disappear
age 111: Bilbo Baggins themed birthday party
Smiling Bats
Bodleian Library, MS. Ashmole 304; 13th century; England, St. Albans; f.47v
when I was in high school I had a literature teacher who had a policy of unlimited extra credit. All you had to do was read a book by a notable author (his discretion) and have a little chat with him after school to prove that you read it. No limits, no need for variety (one month I decided I really loved Kurt Vonnegut and just read everything of his I could get my hands on).
Yes, I was tearing through books constantly, and talking to this teacher at least weekly. Because even though I always loved reading as a kid, literature was always a very weak subject for me in terms of a teaching-to-standardized-test school setting (I just do awful on "what color were the curtains" type multiple choice questions. Those details don't stick in my memory THEY JUST DON'T). But that didn't matter for this class. I could just read my way out of any bad test score. I have always had fond memories of how I "fudged" my way through that class and "abused' the extra credit policy.
I was thinking about it again today, and only just now realized that he absolutely tricked me into being well-read, while my teenage self thought I was totally getting away with something. THAT MOTHERFUCKER. I hope he's doing well.
when I was in high school I had a literature teacher who had a policy of unlimited extra credit. All you had to do was read a book by a notable author (his discretion) and have a little chat with him after school to prove that you read it. No limits, no need for variety (one month I decided I really loved Kurt Vonnegut and just read everything of his I could get my hands on).
Yes, I was tearing through books constantly, and talking to this teacher at least weekly. Because even though I always loved reading as a kid, literature was always a very weak subject for me in terms of a teaching-to-standardized-test school setting (I just do awful on "what color were the curtains" type multiple choice questions. Those details don't stick in my memory THEY JUST DON'T). But that didn't matter for this class. I could just read my way out of any bad test score. I have always had fond memories of how I "fudged" my way through that class and "abused' the extra credit policy.
I was thinking about it again today, and only just now realized that he absolutely tricked me into being well-read, while my teenage self thought I was totally getting away with something. THAT MOTHERFUCKER. I hope he's doing well.
Old lunch bag, lining was kind of toast
Still kind of amazed that the piece that was the sides and front worked perfectly, and just enough surviving lining.
Insulated pouch for devices on hot bike rides!
The velcro was also reused, although no idea from what. It still had threads in it lolz.
Still have some of the outer fabric! Strap might be going to a new bag...
One more craft before we say goodbye to pride month!
An unfortunate tiedye job combined with a shirt I tried to make bigger with heavy crochet, taking two t-shirts I wasn't wearing into a new shirt. Gonna wear it aaaaallll weekend.
tornado spawn point