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Reblog to save a duck
Quack quack
It’s getting to be that time of year where more people are going outside to parks and stuff so i thought it would a good idea to reblog this again
Frozen peas are awesome for ducks and a lot cheaper to buy!!
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.
She ain’t no games in real life so I take her serious all the time
Anyone with a name that starts with a “Z”, ends with an “i”, and isn’t some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS
I’m not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, 🙅🏽🙅🏾🙅🏿 Negative.
Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.
who the fuck is Madame Zeroni
Look at these stupid children who don’t know who Madame Zeroni is
Man lissen if you don’t know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button
Idk who she is but I have an exam today so I’ll reblog her
idk who she is but i have an exam today so i’ll reblog her
^Haiku^bot^0.4. Sometimes I do stupid things (but I have improved with syllables!). Beep-boop!
Because wise, I am.
Oh fucks no she’s back lmao must reblog. I’m sorry guys
Reblogging Madame Zeroni because I would hate for my great-great grandson to get hit in the head by running shoes
Next week is midterms, I’m NOT taking any chances
i am NOT risking my life
I don’t even know who this is but I am falling for the superstition anyways. No curses please!
Sorry, PETA, I would 100% eat a T-Rex.
T.Rex would absolutely eat a chicken
A chicken would eat a T Rex, if it could get away with it.
Me, a chicken and a trex deciding whos gonna eat who
after seeing more and more blogs follow my mutuals and i without an age in their pinned post or bio, this felt necessary to make. as nsfw content creators, it is important that we uphold these standards (to keep minors safe, especially!)
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒
stay vigilant against minors following you and do not encourage those under 18 to interact with your nsfw fics!!! if there is no age in their bio, block them <3 remember that you will not be held liable if the person were to lie about their age and then accuse you of sharing/talking about inappropriate material with them.
𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒
the following links explain the long-term outcomes of early exposure to pornography and mature content. take a look and see what you’re getting yourself into:
how pornography affects young people
the effects of early exposure to sexual content
early sexualization and pornography exposure
how pornography harms minors
just like visual porn, the way sex is represented in stories can be unrealistic. if you read these kind of fics, it may give you a distorted view of what sex and relationships are like. reading explicit smut can become addictive too, so it's detrimental for you to reflect on whether it's affecting your life.
𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒
at the end of the day, you are minors. it doesn’t matter if you think you’re mature or not. warnings are established for a reason. nsfw writers on this site are uncomfortable with minors interacting with them + talking sexual. want to know why? it’s mf weird.
also, even if reading smut doesn’t hurt you, it's dangerous and gross for you and an adult to interact with each other around nsfw. please abide by these rules: our works will be here when you are 18+!
I think since I've started this blog last summer(fall?) I've blocked a hundred minors. EVEN THO almost all my posts have DNI warnings, its on my about me/rules/ on my pinned post and in my bio. It's fucking annoying that this boundary is still overlooked by teenagers with shitty attitudes or otherwise don't care about My Boundaries (shitty ass behavior). My Blog is for ADULTS ONLY. Fucking get out of here.
after a suicide attempt in 2016
“When Daddy comes in, he carries you to bed. Is there anything you feel like you could eat, Pokey? Anything at all? All you can imagine putting in your mouth is a cold plum, one with really tight skin on the outside but gum-shocking sweetness inside. And he and your mother discuss where he might find some this late in the season. Mother says hell I don’t know. Further north, I’d guess. The next morning, you wake up in your bed and sit up. Mother says, Pete, I think she’s up. He hollers in, You ready for breakfast, Pokey. Then he comes in grinning, still in his work clothes from the night before. He’s holding a farm bushel. The plums he empties onto the bed river toward you through folds in the quilt. If you stacked them up, they’d fill the deepest bin at the Piggly Wiggly. Damned if I didn’t get the urge to drive to Arkansas last night, he says. Your mother stands behind him saying he’s pure USDA crazy. Fort Smith, Arkansas. Found a roadside stand out there with a feller selling plums. And I says, Buddy, I got a little girl sick back in Texas. She’s got a hanker for plums and ain’t nothing else gonna do. It’s when you sink your teeth into the plum that you make a promise. The skin is still warm from riding in the sun in Daddy’s truck, and the nectar runs down your chin. And you snap out of it. Or are snapped out of it. Never again will you lay a hand against yourself, not so long as there are plums to eat and somebody-anybody-who gives enough of a damn to haul them to you. So long as you bear the least nibblet of love for any other creature in this dark world, though in love portions are never stingy. There are no smidgens or pinches, only rolling abundance. That’s how you acquire the resolution for survival that the coming years are about to demand. You don’t earn it. It’s given.”
excerpt from Cherry by Mary Karr, context being after a suicide attempt at age 13
Some context: Texas and Arkansas share a corner border. Now, Texas is FECKING HUGE and there are many, many parts of Texas that cannot visit Arkansas overnight, but there are parts where it’s no trouble at all.
However, those places of Texas that are close to Arkansas, do not include “close to Fort Smith, Arkansas.”
The closest Texas gets to Fort Smith is about 185 miles (about 300km), at “a little closer than Texarkana.” (Dallas, fwiw, is about 275 miles/450km from Fort Smith.)
So the dad in this story drove at least SEVEN HOURS round trip, to pick up a bushel of plums for his little girl, in the hope that some almost-out-of-season fruit would convince her to go on living.
Okay.
It’s bigger than this.
According to Wikipedia, the poet Mary Karr was born in 1955 and grew up in Groves, Texas and “lived there until she moved to Los Angeles in 1972.” So she would have been there when she was 13 and attempted suicide.
According to Google Maps, the shortest driving distance between Groves, TX and Fort Smith, AR is 439 miles (or 706 km for metric using folks).
That’s almost 8 hours of driving.
Almost 16 hours roundtrip.
(I assume he broke every speed limit he could.)
That’s how much this man loved his daughter.
May we all be worthy of such love.
May we all be capable of giving such love.
May we all have people in our lives with which we can share this love.
THEY MIGHT HAVE FIGURED OUT WHATS CAUSING LONG COVID?!?!???
In this study, the critical role of the epipharynx in managing long-term coronavirus disease 2019 (COVID-19), and in particular, how residua
SUICIDE POSTPONED INDEFINITELY !!!!!
Genuinely the only good news I got in WEEKS
the thing is, if your younger self was a bigot or an abuser, u can't make people forgive you. but you still gotta forgive yourself, like that's non-negotiable, dude. that happens before u can even ask the question of earning forgiveness from anyone lese
oops, in your attempt to martyr yourself out of respect for your victims you accidentally sabotaged your own ability to conceptualize yourself as anything but a perpetual evildoer who is always one bad day away from hurting everyone you love, all but guaranteeing history to repeat itself. rookie mistake
im gonna try explaining myself, cus im a gambling addict and im waiting for the day that it actually works.
"forgiveness" is personal, that's why I said in the post that you might inflict harm on people for which they can never forgive you, but that's their quest. if you abuse someone, you can't go no-contact with yourself. you actually keep living in your own head indefinitely, and ultimately you need to learn to live with yourself in order to continue living a full life without further harm. this is not necessarily an anti-carceral thought, although i am generally anti-carceral myself. I simply want people to like, fix their heart and atone for real with measured accountability & self love instead of dissociating, self-marking themselves forever and guaranteeing their recidivism.
You and a remorseful abuser would both think I'm giving the easy, coddling path. It's actually the tough pragmatic path in disguise.
The kinds of people who argue once you abuse somebody you can never, ever change and grow past it and stop being abusive are almost 100% of the time people who will contort themselves into intricate knots in an effort to justify any and all harm they cause to anyone else in order to make sure they never have to come to terms with the fact that they're equally capable of being abusive to others (and in a not insignificant number of instances I've seen people who do this be abusers themselves but they've convinced themselves their victims deserved it so they're still morally pure).
Mom says stfu or we’re not going to Dairy Queen
I made this comic in very early covid lockdown
now I'm imagining an alien being like, "i got you a gift; it's human-colored!" and you have a brief moment wondering if you're about to experience a microaggression before seeing the color is a deep red and feeling a very different type of nervous
crisp glass of water moodboard
I hate when I say things like "oh I want an ipod classic but with bluetooth so I can use wireless headphones" and some peanut comes in and replies with "so a smartphone with spotify?" No. I want a 160GB+ rectangular monstrosity where I can download every version of every song I want to it and it does nothing except play music and I don't need a data connection and don't have to pay a subscription to not have ads and don't have popups suggesting terrible AI playlists all over the menus.
Gimme the clicky wheel and song titles like "My Chemical Romance- The Black Parade- Blood (Bonus Track)- secret track- album rip- high quality"
Tangara is an open source iPod clone, which includes bluetooth:
The music player you wish you had in the early 2000s
Note to self do not leave pens in the car in arizona i gUESS????
ALL OF THEM
No fuck off. Dale gribble is a loving kind man who openly accepts his father for being gay. Dale gribble is a good man who has some crazy ideas but very few are actively harmful to others and he would never vote for trump ever. He would absolutely believe (and be correct) that trumps Fandom is a cult. Fuck this post.
Fucking thank you!
Don’t let them drag my inane child from me!
El gato giganta
