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terramene

Oh yeah? Could a pillow princess do this? *Tries to ride you before getting tired and just whining into ur neck*

urboymutual

daily affirmations: no body hate you. everybody niceys

iknowitwontwork

REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO BOTHER YOU IF YOU'RE MY MUTUAL

willgrahamscock

I love seeing my mutuals in my notes because it confirms they’re not mad at me. yet

cilantrhoes

puppydogwhitaker

SHABANA SAID SHE WOULD WANT VICTORIA TO HOOKUP WITH TRINITY. CRASHTOS STOCKS ARE UP!

#HELL FUCKING YEAH BROTHER

dumdogs

i want to interact with people more but what if they kill me

lancey-lance-963

Corporate wants you to find the difference between these two pictures

stayrosy

snoopys! by fruitillu

#SNOOPYYYYYYY

bumblebeebats

Why is it that every time I google something like "Are olives poisonous to cats" the top results are always like "Fun fact: Cats are carnivores! This means that they eat meat. There is no reason to include olives in a cat's diet. You should feed your cat cat food, which is dry or wet food especially designed for cats. You can purchase this at a store." like is there a single person alive on the planet who's googled "Are blueberry muffins safe for cats" because they're planning on switching their cat to a muffin-only diet??? No, I'm asking because the little bastard somehow popped open the packet while I was putting away the groceries and dragged one under the couch before I could react and now I need to know if I should call the after-hours vet. "Cats should not eat spaghetti." NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!!!! "Try to keep human food away from cats." i live in a studio apartment with a completely silent and permanently hungry apex predator who has the intelligence of a toddler and the desperate Machiavellian cunning of a creature who spent his formative months on the streets. He can already open doors and he is this 👌 close to learning how to open the microwave. He is stronger than me and covered in knives. So im gonna do my best but for the moment i just need you to tell me whether this yoghurt is going to kill my son y/n

spectralhauntings

I've been using the pet poison hotline's poison list cause it has a search function. It also tells you whether something is mildly, moderately, or severely toxic which can be very handy! It doesn't contain like everything but it might be a good place to start, it also includes plants for fellow houseplant lovers <3

Explore Pet Poison Helpline®s vast knowledge on poisons by reviewing our pet poison list. Explore our top 10 poison and holiday poison lists

littlemousling

For plants specifically, there’s also a wildly detailed set of posts and listings about toxicity on the old, wonderful, Plants Are the Strangest People blog

scramratz

One of the hardest things to learn as a leftist is that there are a lot self proclaimed leftists that are actually totally cool with abusive social systems, they just don’t like that they’re the ones being abused. The solution to male supremacy isn’t woman supremacy, it’s no supremacy. The supremacy is the bad part. This line of thinking is how you get TERFS and the NOI

orlovbats

One night, Dennis thinks he must have regressed really, really small because he finds that he cannot understand what Robby is saying to him. He can tell through his tone that his daddy's words are soft and kind, but every word is a garbled secret. It's kind of comforting: He doesn't have to concern himself with what any of Daddy's words mean—he's much too small for that. He likes feeling like a little baby, too young to understand language. It's a calming mindset to sink into. He succumbs to stupidity and lets Daddy dote on him with unintelligible murmurs and whispers.

The next morning, once he emerges from his little headspace, he tells Robby about it. Warm with embarrassment and pleasure, he confesses, "I think I was so tiny I forgot English."

Robby grins at him mischievously. He says a sentence Dennis does not understand, and then, presumably, translates. "I spoke Russian with my grandparents growing up," he explains. "I remember just enough to coo at a baby."

Dennis is amazed. He hadn't known this about Robby at all. "Please never teach me Russian," he asks. "Please only speak to me in Russian when I'm regressed. Please—"

He melts when Robby speaks to him again, his tone indulgently affectionate but his words a complete mystery. He cradles his face, and Dennis gets the sense that maybe he is being talked down to, but, really, he has no idea what Robby might be saying to him—and he loves it.