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a bitch is really going through it today

waluouji-deactivated20200910

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Like i said above, times are tough and reblogs are super appreciated! if you wanna help out but still want a little drawing, message me with a number and i’m happy to chat!! questions?? i’m VERY happy to chat!! thanks again!

dog-teeth

bye! <3

salemwitchtrials-deactivated202

“I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.”

Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia, Marya Hornbacher

my...my paper just disappeared after i hit submit. gonna scream!!!

neuroces

ok firstly I’m traumatized, not crazy, so jot that down

2ad

I’m that mutual that is literally always online and every time you check ya dash you’re like damn does that girl not have a life and the answer is no

airsignz

#how taylor and kelly were made

danielcalmdown

cringepics

how do people get in relationships like how does that even happen how do u get the universe to align in ur favour like that

hooptedoodley

“To see Jane Austen’s writing desk, you have to go to the British Library in London. It’s in a glass case in their Treasures of the British Library display, across from one of Shakespeare’s folios and a few cases away from some Beatles sheet music. It is a very small desk, and foldable, designed to be easily stowed away, which it must have been often; Austen wrote in her parlor and would hide her writing whenever callers stopped by. At the British Library it is open, with very small spectacles pinned to one corner and the tiny notebook that held the first draft of Persuasion lying on top of it, splayed flat so you can see Austen’s fine, precise handwriting. Under the shadow of that desk, the disciplined confinement of her novels acquires visceral force. This much space was she permitted, and no more. In the display case next to Austen’s desk is Dickens’s first draft of Nicholas Nickelby, in a notebook that dwarfs Austen’s entire desk, with generous margins and looping, scrawly handwriting. It is impossible for me to imagine what Austen might have done with that kind of freedom, that kind of certainty of her own right to take up space.”

— The Real Mr. Darcy (via msfehrwight)

idleminds

ok I’m gonna say it....my new roommate is annoying as fuck

drunk in the bath, alone.

this isn’t what was planned

idek-anymore46

punpkin-314-pi

VACCINATE YOUR FUCKING KIDS

maddie-grove

Look, I’m as mad at anti-vaxxers as the next person, but that’s not what this is about. I didn’t get a…sigh…bubonic plague vaccine. You probably didn’t, either. It’s not one of the usual childhood vaccines like polio or tetanus. It exists, but it’s mostly used in countries where the plague is especially common and it has limited efficacy.

easymac420

Plus it only spread because people broke the law on hunting Marmot and they ate it. (Happened in Mongolia)