Every counseling group I have led so far always has these three archetypes at once: an actually undiagnosed schizophrenic, a scantily clad, heavily tattooed young woman, and a guy who agrees with everything and everyone no matter what.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
occasionally subtle
Not today Justin
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Every counseling group I have led so far always has these three archetypes at once: an actually undiagnosed schizophrenic, a scantily clad, heavily tattooed young woman, and a guy who agrees with everything and everyone no matter what.
I'm going to rot away along with my working desk and will never experience the things that supposedly make life worth all the suffering it brings.
Checked out my word count on AO3, and it’s currently 430,524 words. That’s almost like I’ve written Crime and Punishment, which is around 200,000 words, twice – but in like. Really shitty non-native-speaker sort of writing. Does anyone else feel like maybe we need to express ourselves less, not more?
Just to be clear, I didn't stop making art, but for some reason I just don't feel like sharing much anymore. I cannot even clearly articulate the reason for this to myself.
I curated my social media so thoroughly that all my feeds now consist exclusively of the Romanov Imperial Family and Shanda Vander Ark retrail hearings.
Today it occured to me I am a good doctor and a good therapist. I think I will remember this feeling.
I feel as though every new cowerker I get is an even bigger weirdo than I am, which is honestly quite an achievement. Either that, or I have a tendency to somehow encourage people to overshare the weirdest facts during coffee breaks.
Have you ever seen a mouse or a pigeon dying in the street, with people passing by, and thought this is probably how God sees us – with disgust and a bit of pity, but not enough to intervene? Just a pest, nothing more.
Wild cranberry on a local bog, the first I've spotted this season.
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Reference used.
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Picking up the pin-up series. Reference used.
The first apples from an apple tree I planted a few years ago.
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Unclean. Something experimental. Reference used,
Repainted one of my pinups. Reference used.
Open your mouth and swallow the world. Reference used.