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my favorite love language is trying, actually

like when people try to learn your hobbies or try to play the same sports that you play in an effort to get closer to you, people who try to love you the way you love people, people who will go to places you want to visit just for your sake, people remembering, putting in an effort. just. trying

mityenka

paper-mario-wiki

the main thing that puts me off of playing chess is that there is 2000 years of gameplay that hundreds of people with higher IQs than me have spent thousands of hours studying the history of, so much so that when i put the pawn forward they say “ah i see youre going for the bulgarian somersault” and then i try to take their bishop with my knight and they go “aw, rookie mistake, youve played the frenchmans cumsock, and in approximately 37 moves i’ll have won”

jewishpangolin

990000

fierceawakening

As a disabled kid who was in the same phys ed class as everyone else with predictably horrifying results, HARD SAME

therobotmonster

“Nobody should have to compete against people with biological advantages in the biological advantage assessment game!”

mckitterick

ADHD life hacks #41,279: Vegetable Management

source tweet: X

literaphobe

“oh my god, it’s finally over!” i say, about a zoom class that i wasn’t paying attention to at all

curiousfeline

SOMEONE PUT IT INTO WORDS

flamingdiva

"If it was important you wouldn't forget"

When I hyperfocus I sometimes forget to breathe, Karen

weedltd

lovesinistra

artisticlog-deactivated20231213

Be like a flower that gives its fragrance even to the hand that crushed it. 🌹

taurusgirl13-deactivated2014081

do u wanna take a bath together and give each other bubble beards

classy-asthmatic

@myfriendscallmekazzy ???

amargedom

“The planet does not need more ‘successful people.’ The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kinds.”

—

whitepeopletwitter

doux-rosier

Les arcs-en-ciels s'enchaînent sur la route du retour.

Et mon grand-père dans son lit, endormi, qui attend de rejoindre la paix du ciel.

O.

I know you are trying to get in my mind.

I know you’re thinking about me.

I know that you still follow my steps and watch out for me.

I know you want me.

I can feel your desire on my skin.

But if you really want me, you should come and get me...

sirfrogsworth

He doesn’t look a day over 129.

thefrogman

This is Jonathan the Great Tortoise.

He lives at the Governor’s mansion on St. Helena island in the South Atlantic. (The final resting place of Napoleon Bonaparte.) He spends his days hanging out on a perfectly manicured lawn with his best friend Fred and his mate Emma.

Here is a pic of him (left) as a young whippersnapper in 1886.

Jonathan might not look a day over 129, but he is not completely immune to the aging process. He has lost most of his vision due to cataracts. His hearing is still pretty good and he really enjoys listening to people playing tennis.

Despite his advanced age Jonathan is still a sex machine. His handlers say his libido is quite strong to this day. Here he is posting thirst trap to Instagram.