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This blog loves and supports plus size, chubby, curvy, and fat women having healthy sex lives. Loving and embracing their bodies and doesn’t perpetuate them being sexualized or fetishized or body shamed because of it

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If Trump goes to prison during pride month I will literally never stop laughing like to charge reblog to cast give me all of your evil thoughts and prayers for this freak to get his first ever consequence.

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Felt a little like a painting in this photo.

IG: iridessence | my style

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"I wouldn't date a bisexual because of this, I wouldn't date a bisexual because of that" ok but would the bisexual date YOU!?

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EXACTLY!

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My favorite kind of character development❤️✨

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holy shit can we be thankful that there are only like, 2 types of phone chargers nowadays? if youre phone died in 2007 you were fuck outta luck

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this shit had to be a fuckin fire hazard or something i swear to goddd

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they beat jesus with that

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an important addition

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creacher

semutamusic

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god help me, Grim is too smart for her own good.

so back in January after her surgery, the only time she could have the cone off is when she was sitting in my lap (so that I could physically stop her from scratching the stitches). despite not being much of a lap cat prior, Grim quickly learned that it was the only way she could go coneless & groom herself,

problem is that I felt extremely guilty shooing her off and putting the cone back on, so each time I got up, I’d toss her a treat. essentially double-rewarding the lap sitting - you get cone-free time, and a snack once it’s over! so even after the cone came off permanently, Grim kept planting herself on my lap because the devil beast knew that I can be manipulated through guilt, meaning I offer treats when getting up as a way of apology. so now I have a tense, muscular cat that forces herself onto my lap (she’ll lightly bite me if I try to prevent this) and stares into my face going MRRRPAAA! MRRRAA! for as long as it takes until I stand up

and I reward this behaviour and I cannot stop rewarding this behaviour because my mother was raised catholic and passed down a deep and illogical sense of permeating guilt that must be assuaged through the sprinkling of whiskas temptations. we construct our own hells through small accumulated actions, and then we must live in them.

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BEYOND ICONIC

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Original tweet.

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Me about T&B2

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snuggling w my vampire lover……we getting Closeferatu

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When the mafia finally catches my ass

adhd-vibes

adhd + music moods:

listening to the same song on repeat for 72 hours straight

requires absolutely no sound. complete silence only. if anyone so much as breathes…

NEED ALL THE NOISE. MUSIC AT FULL BLAST. The external volume has to be loud enough to drown out the internal volume so I can hear the one productive thought. I SAID THE EXT-

music has to be just loud enough that i can hear it, but quiet enough so i forget it’s on and i don’t get distracted by changing the song

too late. i am now changing the song every .2 seconds. hits shuffle. hits shuffle. hits skip. switches playlist. creates a new playlist that is a slight variation of an already existing playlist. it’s been 5 hours.