they’re so one flesh, one end im crying

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they’re so one flesh, one end im crying
meows loud as fuck shattering all glass within 3 miles no survivors
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He didn’t even protest when I told him I was bored. That I wanted to see it. Rest my hand on his heart stripped of ribs, of cages, have it in my hand beating until it stopped, feel the desperate valves open and shut in the fresh air. He only said that he was tired too.
the dangers of smoking in bed – mariana enríquez
actually I think you should be normal about ordinary citizens of authoritarian countries and yes that applies even to that country you're thinking of right now
my grandma was watching the spanish language morning shows this morning and they were interviewing Carlos Manuel Vesga about Pluribus. he said something that i don't think was explicitly clear in the show but informed how he played Manousos, which is that Manousos was originally Colombian and he was forced to migrate to Paraguay. so he had already lost his whole world once before, and when the virus changed the entire world overnight, he wasn't just putting his foot down on principle. he was saying Not Again.
i feel like im a weird age where i got just a blurry glimpse at the world Before. it used to be cold in the mornings and websites had fun games and the search results showed you what you searched for. covid wasn't a thing. can anybody fucking hear me. did i dream it all????
explained to an 8 year old that once a fruit is ripe you only have so much time until it rots so you have to eat it soon and she said so i'll never be able to keep it perfect like this forever? no and there are about a million pieces of art for you unrelatedly
my excessive use of commas and my love of run on sentences is alluring and attractive to my readers
That moment in The Lost City when Brad Pitt is pushing Sandra Bullock in the wheelbarrow and he's flipping his hair and Channing Tatum is holding her foot and "Shadows of the Night" starts playing and the cars explode behind them in slow motion is worth the price of admission.
once i get over it i will be over it
That ‘comment on your a03 work’ email hits like a line of cocaine every time. unmatched dopamine increase. shoutout to everyone who leaves a comment on fics. you deserve the world
every time i get close to someone i feel like a stray dog trying to live in a house. like i don’t know where to put my body or how loud i’m allowed to be.
hate that I was understanding when I should’ve just been a cunt
everyone always complains about breq's singing, but if i had to work for her, the thing that would do me in is whenever she proposes some insane suicidal plan and you're like "breq you can't do that, we'll all die and everything will blow up" and then she makes that cunty little token-casting hand gesture
teamwork makes the dream work. and dreamwork. makes shrek