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noise dept.
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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JVL

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Claire Keane

@theartofmadeline
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if i look back, i am lost
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

tannertan36

izzy's playlists!

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@eternalb2uty
watching supernatural like
pacing
He didn't like pain
Edit: I wrote a small fic for this
HERE WE GO AGAIN I GUESS
tragedy: noun, plural trag·e·dies. (insp.)
15.11 - The Gamblers
I can win! I'll be able to see everyone!
Her name is Katalin Karikó. Hungarian. Daughter of a butcher. Her thesis work became the basis of the mRNA vaccine technology. Read the article here.
My favorite bits from the article include how Dr. Kariko celebrated the fact that the vaccines that used her mRNA research worked
“On Nov. 8, the first results of the Pfizer-BioNTech study came in, showing that the mRNA vaccine offered powerful immunity to the new virus. Dr. Kariko turned to her husband. “Oh, it works,” she said. “I thought so.”
To celebrate, she ate an entire box of Goobers chocolate-covered peanuts. By herself.”
I sincerely hope she is recognized more than she currently is.
I sincerely hope
she is recognized more than
she currently is.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Jujutsu Kaisen 2 Key Animation
Why, I wonder, couldn’t he have mentioned that one simple fact… That one fact would probably have settled my feelings, but I was left in a fog.
Dazai Osamu, No Longer Human
"listen to me."
#SPNWEEK | Fav' Gag Reel moment | Filming episode 11.04 Baby
The more I try to tell people I’m innocent, the more they won’t believe me. When I meet someone, they keep their distance. Even if I stop by just to see their face and say hello, they give me this look as if to say, ‘What did you come here for?’ It’s a terrible feeling. It’s gotten so bad I don’t want to go anywhere anymore.
Dazai Osamu, “Lantern”