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Humanity has finally found a way to communicate with crabs, we realize they're smarter than us. Now that they know we know, what are they going to do?

The crabs click their claws angrily and nervously. The crab elders will begin this meeting. It is secret and sacred.. the knowledge of these crabs.

CliCk, ClicK, cLaCk..

#show and tell time #show and tell #satt #satt-prompt #satt-writing-prompt #satt-crabs

Dude.. it’s 2024 and I’m still here.. running away from responsibilities but they keep catching up. I hate this repetitive cycle of doing great, but then an unexpected inconvenience pops up, and BOOM all my progress goes out the window and I just can’t cope.

I hate this.

I’m stupid.

WELL, YES, HELLLLL -OOOO HUMANS AND NON-HUMANS ON THIS APP TALK TO ME, I’m SO FUCKING LONELY FUCK

#lonely

1000 likes!

#1000 likes #tumblr milestone

Wow, I know it’s been a while but a year? My sweet gremlin followers, why has this not been addressed ? You should pester me more often to give you random content and updates about my little hobbit-like behaviour and antics. Whatever did you do without me.~ <3

#cryptidcore

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LEO’S 2K CELEBRATION ➜ @betelgeusing

michael keaton as betelgeuse BEETLEJUICE 1988 | dir. tim burton

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so much is going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s too much!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just want to sleep in the forest for 190 years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i’m tired leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Please let me go on as a sacred sturdy old tree infused with happy memories of kids growing together, learnin new skills, maybe make a tire swing and make it a safe place for them and newer generations who need time to sit back and watch it go by..

...in the middle of a nice little grove for picnics in my lovely concealed tree top. For first kisses, seein a squirrel, hidin from your mean olded bro and pretending nothing else really holds anythin

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#enlightening

Did I wait til 12:17 am to be early to say HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERY FUCKIN ONE WOOOOOOOOO *vibing that it’s finally June 1st* *jazz music stops when corporations are going to give you loads of adverts* https://www.instagram.com/p/CPim4dpLiswe1VRtyyV4ynDjiPjXuMxfFAX4TM0/?utm_medium=tumblr

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REBLOG THIS IF:

- you support trans kids under 18

- you support trans kids getting surgeries before 18

- you support trans kids starting hormone therapy before 18

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Trigger warning: crisis implied and unaliving mentioned!!!!!!!!

How do humans of modern times say “No doy “

Meaning “no duh” or some sort of lame phrase? Even the term lame is lame so what am I saying I love all transgender and nonbinary and beyond any sort of societal binary genderqueer gender flux whatever ! You do you and don’t you forget you’re you. No matter how much you wish you weren’t you. Is that just me personally? I’m sorry I’m a highly caffeinated tranny at 4:40 in the morning who hasn’t slept for days on end because I can’t turn my brain off without um.. let’s just put this in dark humour terms.

If I could shut off my brain my last meal, my very last choice..

Would be to eat a gun. simple. Just me? Of course not. Stay safe I’m sorry- fjekdjdjjd

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How To Wash Your Binder!

Hey everyone, just wanted to make this is show y’all how I wash my binder and as a reminder to wash your binder!

So first off, I like to wash my binders every third day (unless it was really hot that day or if I spilled something on it, then I wash it that day)

So first I fill the sink up with warm water and put my binders in the water. Then I like to let them just soak in the water for a few minutes!

So next I use a Landry cleaner and softener

I keep them in small tubs cause I don’t need the whole bottle.

Now I leave them to soak for a couple minutes

Now I’m using dove body wash to make it smell nice and feel a lot softer

Now I let that soak for a moment

After I scrub them I drain the warm water

And then rinse them off with cold water

If any of your water turns a weird color do not worry! It’s not because it dirty, it’s just the dye!

Then I squeeze them out the best I can by hand and then I leave them to hang like this for the night!

Hope this was helpful!?

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To my trans followers.

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Just in case I have any followers who would be helped by this

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@poisonedapples !!

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First of all, I could need this lmao. Second, IF ANY OF YOU HAS A BINDER, WASH IIITTT

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If you don’t wash em you can get really painful skin rashes ouo make sure you wash em!

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I really want a binder

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I’m gonna get a binder soon so thanks for the how to tips. Also:

B Ï Ñ D Ê R Š Ø Ü P B Ï Ñ D Ê R Š Ø Ü P

B Ï Ñ D Ê R Š Ø Ü P

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Take me into the forest and bring me to your treehouse so we can play chess and collect all the pretties we wish

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Pretties pretty pretty precious pretties

I may steal one of the chess pieces. Particularly a rook

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Ah, fine literature.

Pt.2

This is a scheduled post. It is 6:00 as I write this in a metaphorical and physical dark room.

Hey. So you’re seeing this. Dont waste your time if you’re triggered easily. This post consists of real shit and genuine feelings. Not appropriate content for people who enjoy turning blind eyes and wishing they didn’t see this so i give you a fair warning. Please note a couple of things: I’m not responsible for peoples reactions. I’m not responsible for your triggers. Whereas I’m responsible for the things I’ve done. I may regret them but I don’t care anymore. I’ve cared to much.

I’ve already done enough damage, what’s one more thing? At least the hurt, lies, deceit that I’ve committed against loved ones will be ended. So have fun! 😌✨

Something is falling outside and smashing onto the deck. Sounds like rocks. The room is dark and feels cramped and tight, my lungs are constricting and my anxiety is rising and the mood dropping as I spiral into a pit of depression. I’m going to relapse. I’m going to do shit I’ve done before and have the same outcome, or hopefully different so I can finally be free from the boundaries of mortality. I don’t care if this gets taken down. I honestly couldn’t care less. I don’t care if none of the people I care about do not see this. Random strangers can see this for all I care.

What would it matter to a dead teenager? However I am not dead as of now. But i may be whenever this gets posted. If not I’ll just be severely injured or put away in a psychiatric ward, making it three times. I’m ready for it. I don’t care . I want to binge and purge , I want to flush my pills, I want to run away, I want to burn something, I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to throw things. I want to do things I haven’t done or have done but haven’t done it for a while. I’m relapsing. I don’t care. I don’t. Or maybe I do care and I’m just trying to convince myself otherwise. But whatever. I want to cause trouble, whether that be with parental figures or authority figures such as the law. I dont care anymore, I want alcohol again, I want to purge and throw up every meal I want to exercise constantly so I wither away into a skeletal form. I want my heart and my lungs to fail, I want my liver to fail, I want every single organ, bone, muscle, cartilage, tendon, nerve, and cell to fail me. I want to go and die. I want to drown in the neighbours pool. I want to cease to exist. I tried to express my feelings to one of my friends, and they said to talk to professionals. Like they’ve done anything but waste mine and their own time. Never asked for help. Never asked to be “lucky” to have so many resources and opportunities yes I know I’m lucky but doesn’t mean that my life doesn’t suck because of those lucky things. I never asked for any of it. If someone creates technology to transfer a life to another, then I’ll happily give them mine. They’d live it much better than me. I’m not worth anything to myself. People think they’re doing me favours but all it is is inconvenience. I never asked to be found in that state, I never asked to be hospitalised, put on drugs, put in the medical ward then the psychiatric ward where they monitored me day and night? No. I never wanted any of that. I never wanted to cause pain for people I love but now I do. Because all I care about is leaving me behind. Becoming a different version of myself by erasing the me from his own existence.

Below is some of my all time favourite novels explaining some of the pain I feel.