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I hate when people ask me âwhat did you do today?â like buddy listen I woke up at noon and then it was five pm okay I donât kn o w
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You being here makes the world a better place.Â
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You deserve good things.
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Youâll be okay.
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I love you very much.
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â~ Please reblog this if it brightened your day. Someone who follows your blog may need a little light, too. :) ~â
me, screaming into the void: *cups hands over mouth* FUCK MY PARENTS
Ace spectrum culture is falling in love at first sight with a suit or dress, not the person wearing it.
I wish I could love you the way I could before I was broken. I wish I could offer you a whole person.
I miss being able to speak from my mind and heart and soul, without all this needless translating and cutting myself down into smaller pieces. I want someone to understand when I speak my original tongue, but how could they when I hardly remember how to speak it myself? ive been translating for too fucking long... I don't remember who I am anymore.
some of yallâŠ.. just want the attention your parents failed to give you from people online so badâŠâŠ.
Buy Here >>> Hoodie $100 / Septum Ring $10 / Shoes $24 / Choker $5 /Â Top $15 / Fishnet Top $8 / Jeans $48 / Hat $6 / Bag $15
The Dark Side of Fashion
me: wow im lonely
also me: *disassociated from everyone, doesnât respond to texts or calls AND doesnât go out*
The worldâs tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from those who would steal it.
Suggestion: The dragonâs definition of âstealâ is somewhat loose. It still allows the coin to be used and bartered and change handsâbut on one condition: the dragon must be with it at all times.
They become a familiar sight in the marketplace.
âHereâs your change, ma'am. One gold piece.â The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin.
âThatâs a dragon,â you say dumbly. âOne piece⊠and a dragon.â
âYes.â
You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl.
âMa'amâno, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too.â
âSorry?â
The seller notes your dubious expression. âNot from around here, are ya?â They shrug. âThemâs the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon.â
They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand.
The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws.
âHave a nice day, ma'am,â the merchant says. âSpend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel.â
From its perch upon your shoulder, the dragon lets out a happy trill.
Bonus: the coin eventually passes to the rogue in a group of travelling adventurers. The dragon becomes the mascot of the entire group, and they lay out a small pile of coins for him to sleep on every night, clutching his coin like a teddy bear.
This is so pure I am in love