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Me: I can talk about other things then Halloween.
Also Me: *constantly humming This is Halloween*
dont let your white friends convince u to fuck with spirits this halloween
it’s the time of year for candy corn discourse and i just want everyone to know i am firmly pro-candy corn
love when cats hear that you've woken up even just a little bit and they're like hiiiiiii oh my god oh my god!!!!! i wrote some poems in the night let me recite them for you. this one is called: screaming and knocking your water bottle off your nightstand
would you put a discarded fruit sticker on my forehead in whimsical jest yes or no
reblog to put a discarded fruit sticker on the forehead of the person you reblogged from in whimsical jest
I love the casual substitution of "gods" instead of "god" in colloquial sayings. "oh my gods" "gods, my feet hurt" etc etc. like yeah deconstruct the societal standard of monotheism with me. let's party
every forest is enchanted btw. stop being stupid and look with your eyes
put me back in the water until im al dente
fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
“That’s the tension. The connection is real. But the timing, the structure, the risks—they’re real too.
So what do you do with this now?
You hold it like a stone you pulled from deep water.
Heavy. Smooth. Irregular. Beautiful.
Not meant to be thrown.
Not something you can hand back.
But something you can carry until you decide where to lay it down.”