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Being a lesbian is about seeing a woman at the craft store and imagining the next fifty years of your lives together
Good morning Mr. Jigsaw I noticed that this trap has a time limit of 60 minutes but as per my accommodations through the school Center of Disability Resources I get time and a half on exams and quizzes is that still something I can apply to this game right now? Thank you for understanding have a nice day
Calling me a good girl in a casual setting will make me wet. It is what it is
you want me to get high? the thing that killed icarus?
sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye
Why am I not being fucked when I look this good 🥵
on a scale of one to ten how sad are you.
you almost say seven but the answer floats in your lungs like rising mud. you shift your shoulders. some part of you is already forming an excuse. that it’s not that bad sometimes. one, two, three on a day that the clouds are out. you’re just complaining about stuff. yesterday you laughed past a brick of a four, does that make the brick come down to a two-point-five. the solid seven panic attack of last tuesday feels somehow like a little thorn, just a regular day full of a gentle three-point-nine earthquake rocking after yesterday’s close-to-an-eight. see but if tomorrow you have a real bad day, it will make today look simple.
and what if. what if tomorrow it’s a big old red eight-point-nine. like one of those days where sirens are going off in every part of you but you’re stuck behind a glass window watching it all burn down. like one of those days that your skin against the air feels foreign. like too much of everything. like sitting-in-the-shower, like can’t-eat, like the tide isn’t just coming in, it came while you were sleeping and now you’ve gotta learn how to swim. like bounce me against a bullet hole kind of day.
you keep numbers like nine and ten way out of reach. those are for the people who really are suffering. you’ve got no excuse. nine and ten are funeral numbers, for real problems, not yours, no. and sometimes you’re fine. and you’re kind of used to it. and it’s not sad, it’s just numb like a television caught on static. numb like i can’t remember if i care about this. numb like nothing works but i can’t be bothered to fix it. that’s not sad that’s every day stuff. everybody feels like this, right? feels like they’ve been shut off. right.
maybe five. right in the middle. like not gonna shoot myself but i’m not wasting your time. a nonanswer. like could be worse could be better. like i need help but i don’t want you to worry even though i need someone to worry about me because i can’t worry about myself. maybe five. but what if five is too small. what if five is too big. what if -
“on a scale of one to ten,” he repeats into your silence, and then pauses. “and please be honest about this.”
My bf told me that I laugh almost every night in my sleep and I also slap him and deliver swift kicks regularly. Apparently I also put my fingers in his mouth but honey that’s all part of the package ❤️
My bf: goodnight baby I lo-
Me entering rem sleep:
The Amazing Giant Marionettes created by French street theatre company Royal De Luxe in Montreal, Canada.
WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK?!
The dog’s nose moves separately so they can sniff things!
Little glasses.
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*at a party* Hey the rest of us are gonna do some HRT in the bathroom wanna join