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shark vs the universe
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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AnasAbdin
hello vonnie

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Keni
Not today Justin
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Peter Solarz
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@hashbrownno-filter
Kristoff: So my wife-
Player: You have a wife?
Kristoff: I do, the whole time you’ve known me. It's Anna.
Player: Oh. I always thought you were feral.
Kristoff: Er, do you mean ‘single’?
Player: Whatever the word is that you use for stray cats.
disney dreamlight valley trailers: build a fun little disney world! become besties with all your favorite characters! pick flowers and grow food and spread love and light and just relax and have fun <3
disney dreamlight valley:
Has anyone else noticed that when you’re suicidal and you try to talk to anyone about it, they just get mad? Like mad that you even dared to think that way, mad that you’re “ignoring your blessings”, mad that you would do something that would hurt them.
It’s just never really about the fact that you feel so shitty you don’t want to exist anymore, it’s about how inconvenient and upsetting that feeling is to other people. It’s fair that they’re upset, but like why is the automatic response to make you feel shitty about feeling extremely shitty???
hey if you have a pet or pets you need to reblog this rn and tell me in the tags what their names are. bonus points for including what kind of animal.
fuck of a lot of you named your pets Loki
I wanted to be included so here's a hyperspecific poll :3
has never seen a single episode of supernatural
has the gene that makes cilantro taste like soap
has burnt a book
has named a pet after a character in a piece of media
owns more than 1 funko pop
has done a couple's cosplay
has a severe allergy to a stone fruit
purchased an expensive kitchen appliance that they rarely use
none of these apply to me
more than one applies to me (in tags)
I think I’ve reached the point where the sadness outweighs any hope or desire to keep going in life. I’m not really alive because I want to be, I just don’t want to do that to my mom. I just don’t want to feel this way anymore and I don’t have any hope that anymore therapy is going to solve it. I don’t want to be here anymore.
Here's a hyperspecific poll, click what applies to you!
I have been to the Vatican City
I have played all 4 iterations of The Sims
I own a copy of Mariah Carey's Christmas album on CD
I'm answering this poll from a hotel
I've lived in exactly three different cities
I've switched to a different secondary/high school during the school year
I've operated a digger/JCB
I've been to Parc Astérix in France
I've eaten Mozartkugeln
None of these apply to me
Inspired by other hyperspecific polls I've seen (particularly @inthefallofasparrow)
I'd appreciate it if reblog for larger sample size!
therhisiaisbdb
I need. Adult sized playgrounds. I did rock climbing for a bit until I got injured and chalk gives me sensory ick anyway, I did trampolining as a kid, but that's not enough really its not the same its too Sports coded. I need to go to a big softplay and run around with my friends and get into social bonding fights with other people there. I need to go play on the swings. I think it would be good for society generally if there wasn't a cutoff age on Going To Play on the proprioceptive stimming machines and hurtling benevolently and haphazardly into things. Running around used to be so Fun. I don't wanna do rock climbing again even a fraction as much as I want a jungle gym yken? I don't wanna swim laps I wanna play on the big floating inflatable obstacle courses and go down the flumes and it's much harder to do that as an adult
I love the alarmed tone of the cat meows when I’m home much later than usual. It sounds like “did you know?? Did you know it is late at night?! Hey! Hey! Did you know that there has not been dinner?! No dinner for cats? Hey! I can tell you are as concerned and worried about these developments as we are. My brother and I are also very concerned. No dinner!! The cats have not had dinner! Hey! Heeey!! Should you maybe call a police or pope or something? Congress? Dolly Parton? Did you know about this?”
I really just don’t know how long I can keep myself alive in this world anymore. I’m trying so hard but every day it gets harder. Every day I feel more worthless. I feel like no matter what I do, I’ll never get to escape the pain in my head. I feel like I’m just continually patching a leaky dam and one day it’s just gonna explode.
Every time I fall apart, I lose more of myself. I lose more of my hope. All I can think of is how many people have decided that they hate me and how many more people will do that in the future. I will always be broken, no matter how hard I try to fix everything that is wrong. It takes all my energy to even manage existing these days.
I don’t want to fight every day to just exist. If I were living a life worth fighting for, maybe I’d want to keep doing it. But I’m not and unless I win the lottery, I never will be. Every day is just scraping by for the bare minimum of what I can get. I just can’t live like this anymore. I’ve felt like I wanted to die before, but it’s different now. I feel like I understand fully now why some people choose to die. At some point, it all hurts too much and there’s no relief from the pain other than total darkness. It’s the only place you can actually find peace. One day I fear it’s going to all feel too loud and the darkness is the only place I’ll be able to find relief.
George Seferis, from Collected Poems; "Memory I" (tr. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard)
[Text ID: I whispered: memory hurts wherever you touch it,]