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Meta/Puddle | they/it

[astraldemise]

[dusty-demon]

Exploring Jasper's expressions. I'm trying to find something simple yet fun for him

[kaijuno]

[riverc1an]

literally obsessed with all of this omg

[kaereth]

Some non-horse centaurs! Black Wildebeast & fallow deer

[freebasegod]

taking salvia and becoming a discord music bot for 15 years

[all-roads-are-now-bent]

[all-roads-are-now-bent]

[pocketdogs]

a customer returned a drink because a fly flew into it and said: “one of your flies flew into my drink” and my coworker was so confused that they just said: “…my fly?”

[moth-moth-the-magic-moth]

#MyFly

[animentality]

[enki2]

[justgot1]

Protect him

[alexaloraetheris]

HE PUT IT INTO WORDS💞💞💞💞💞

[transmechanicus]

Times are hard at the cafe so they only got Something bagels

[lastoneout]

[alivehouse]

”aaugh free the nipple was CLEARLY started by MEN so they could see more tits” GET OUT OF THE CAVE!!! GET OUT OF THE CAVE RN!!!!

[punkish-potato]

- Plato, 375 BC

[official-boob-posts]

keeping women in a constant state of shame about their bodies was started by men as a means to control women

become ungovernable and show some nip

[energyprison]

Im sorry i know its bad to post screenshots of ads but unemployedprofessors.com is really getting me

[rimonoroni2]

what people don’t understand about how adhd is disabling is that it’s not just getting temporarily distracted from, like, school work or hobbies. it’s getting distracted/being unable to motivate yourself to go to the doctor, eat regularly, do hygiene tasks, etc. it’s not knowing when or how long it will take you to do something, ANYTHING, and in many cases that thing is taking a shower or keeping your house from turning into a biohazard. it’s about being fundamentally incapable of controlling your attention and focus on anything, even and especially things you need to do to survive.

[lliveonthesunn]

every other week, my mom would make a giant pot of vegetable soup. she'd pack half of it in a tupperware and take it to her best friend's house. they both had three kids whose ages aligned. they'd lock us out of the house and go through each room, finding every piece of dirty laundry and then spend the afternoon keeping the washer and dryer running, folding and putting away each load while gossiping.

every alternate week, her best friend would come to our house with a tupperware full of chicken spaghetti. they'd stick us in front of a tv with a stack of disney vhs tapes and go through each room, finding every dirty dish, and then spend the afternoon at the kitchen sink, washing each dish by hand while gossiping.

it wasn't always soup and spaghetti and laundry and dishes. but it was almost always a meal and a chore. here is a night you don't have to cook dinner. here is a chore you can cross off your list. and here is a day you don't have to spend alone. because really food and friendship and a feeling of accomplishment are what we all need most.