I'm Jealous.

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I should really post at times other than ungodly hours of the night, my posts are constantly rife with typos :/

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My circadian rhythm is so fucked I wouldn't be surprised if it's pregnant by now

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Ok, so like, being called an accidental birth is a fine insult and all, but i just got told i was definitely a planned pregnancy - and, i don't even know how to feel because it's honestly that good of an insult.

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Got a chemical burn because i used a half decade old bottle of hair removal cream on my legs :c

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Ok, so, I'm generally seen as a nice, especially polite person, i would say. Especially when eating. I take small bites, eat slowly and carefully, and most of all, politely.

I only say this because of the one exception. Soup. Nearly any soup. I lose all sense of self-control. I get the largest bowl, fill it to the complete brim, and utterly decimate it. I mourn that which drips onto me, or the table, but not before I've already put yet another spoonful into my mouth. After i polish off that bowl, i return for another. I eat in a frenzy, a craze - a fugue state. Spoon after spoon, the delectable and sweet ichor. This is why prometheus gave fire to mortals, so we may experience the utter joy of the pinnacle of cooking. Soon, that bowl too has naught but perished, under the steel of my weapon. Out of pure hubris, i return yet once more to get a bowl. This final bowl is the best, the slowest, the one where you reflect. You taste it, out of the craze, and admire it. Savory, salty, creamy. All the ingredients within make a perfect harmony in your mouth. Slow, meticulous spoonfuls until eventually it comes to an end. Your bowl is empty. Your stomach is full, bloated. All is well.

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I'm back now. I must admit, i succumbed to my wicked, unceasing capitalistic urges, and purchased an item.

80 dollars marceline sweater from adventure time :[

I'd be more upset if i wasn't so happy about it

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A moth landed on me today. She was a lovely little lady. She didn't fly away for like 30 minutes, it was cute.

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When the person passing you at the store says, "Excuse me ladies," to me in my group of all girl friends>>>

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This actually reminds me of when i was a little younger, i was having breakfast at a diner with my sister, grandmother, and my grandmother's friend, who is also a girl; and this sweet old lady saw us, and gave us these really bright mini flashlights and giving a spiel of how it's dangerous being a lady and how we should always be really careful, especially us "Young ladies," talking to my sister and I. Now, mind you, this was far before i even thought of transitioning, she just mistook me for a young woman. It's especially funny to me because i wasn't even caring about passing or looking feminine, yet now i think something like that would make my day. Sometimes, i wonder how i never realized sooner.

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When the person passing you at the store says, "Excuse me ladies," to me in my group of all girl friends>>>

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Look, I get that he's a prestigious philosopher, but I'm so glad i never met Socrates, because he would piss me off so, so, so badly.

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Riding a dyke, it's something you never really forget.

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I grow a little less atheist every time i let my windows 11 computer update to the newest release.

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Blåhaj tomorrow!!! Bedtime today.

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They. Didn't. Come. In.

I've waited patiently for many an hour, but yet;

They still have yet to arrive. My council grows desperate, ever wearier of the simple fact that they themselves stated they would be here. Are they one to commit falsehoods? I should surely hope not, and i honestly refuse to believe it, but my council members remain in that oh-so-weary state. My fear plagues me; for what it they were ambushed on the trek here? Pillaged by thieverous miscreants! That makes my heart grow heavy. I shall wait, one more day. After that, then i shall make haste, and begin my crusade towards sweden, to see their kingdom for my own eyes, to ask what happened to their most esteemed peoples.

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THEY'RE HERE!!!!

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Blåhaj tomorrow!!! Bedtime today.

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They. Didn't. Come. In.

I've waited patiently for many an hour, but yet;

They still have yet to arrive. My council grows desperate, ever wearier of the simple fact that they themselves stated they would be here. Are they one to commit falsehoods? I should surely hope not, and i honestly refuse to believe it, but my council members remain in that oh-so-weary state. My fear plagues me; for what it they were ambushed on the trek here? Pillaged by thieverous miscreants! That makes my heart grow heavy. I shall wait, one more day. After that, then i shall make haste, and begin my crusade towards sweden, to see their kingdom for my own eyes, to ask what happened to their most esteemed peoples.

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Blåhaj tomorrow!!! Bedtime today.

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Upon buying my blåhaj, i was thinking, exactly how much more sales do you think ikea gets for the blåhaj's during pride month? My guess is something substantial, like 10, maybe a whole 15%? Anyone know? I'm curious

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I just noticed it's pride month. I am ashamed. This is utterly tragic. I will repent.

Anyhow, hippy happy pride everyone!!! :3