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A tarot deck where The Fool is just a tiny mirror that reflects your face
my weirdest hobby is re-creating memes in html so i have a crisp, HQ version of them to use and edit whenever i need
you’re doing god’s work here
meme restoration. my hobby is called meme restoration
I’m putting my foot down, if you don’t Know you’re flirting you’re not Flirting. Flirting requires knowledge and intent. If you’re not doing it on purpose you’re just bantering. I will die on this hill, yes.
I always feel like people think I’m flirting and that makes me feel unsafe. this makes me feel like I have some agency and that I can just kinda say, “no, flirting requires forethought. we’re just talking and I’m being nice.”
SAY THIS LOUDER
would you woohoo me on sims yes or no
If you have billions of dollars it shouldn’t be a crime to steal from you. You’ve got enough money that your security should be your own responsibility and anyone who manages to swipe from your hoard deserves applause for besting a supervillain
Over a billion and you reach the social connotations that dragons have, as in stealing from you is considered a Challenge rather than a Crime
Over a billion and i get to slay you with my sword
you ever go fuck it and slap your own ass
not in a horny way more like a cowboy slapping his horses hindquarters to jostle it along but in this scenario you are both horse and rider combined into one vaguely stressed and very fast creature
man like. being lgbt kind of ruins time with relatives in a very specific way that cishets will never truly experience. like family time can be rough tm but theres a special brand of discomfort that lgbt people face and it’s kinda wild
It’s the specific feeling of “these people’s love is entirely conditional, and I know exactly what the conditions are, and one day I’m gonna have to bite the bullet and come out and none of these people will love me anymore”. It’s not a feeling cishet ppl experience for obvious reasons.
Even with family that Accepts You tm, theres always this level of “I can only talk about being gay so much before it gets Uncomfortable. I cant actually talk about dating bc someone will look like they ate a raw lemon whole eventually until I’m told I’m oversharing and then conversation will turn to Perfect Cousin with her Perfect Husband and When Are We Going To See Babies? Are they trying? How often? And just….its annoying that it still has to be Rough tm when u do come out and for the most part ur still loved an accepted, but u cant actually talk about it too much, even in the sense of Finding Someone or Boo Evil Politics bc ppl will STILL get visibly uncomfortable
You are not immune to You
Me looking at the stupid shit I posted six years ago.
do people that say shit like “ooh nobody reads anymore, they only use their phones and computers” think that computers and phones can only display pictures and make sounds
like do they think words can’t be displayed by computers
what’s this post say, my phone can only display pictures and make sounds
im….real? my existence has… impacts? i touch things and they move, i breath in and out and the air buzzes around me? the sun rests on my skin…. grass is crushed under my toes… people see me and have an idea of who i am… my name is on papers….? im sorry this is… this is too much….
puppies in sweaters hee hee hee
puppy in sweater hoo hoo hoo
puppies in sweaters ha ha ha
broooo i was kidding when i asked you to move to a rural italian village with me and start a new life lmao. deadass bro. unless…
What a year this week has been.
What if you poked me in the chest and your finger broke through like you were cracking into a rotted plank of wood and dust came out and I just crumpled into nothing and my spores got into your nose
I would not hang out with you again that's for sure!
Well there you have it!
my cats name is шарик (SHA-reek, roll the r) but his legal name is soap just to make it easier on americans and also its a cute name. anyways the vet called him "mr. soap" which i really appreciated
baby boy!