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[meangirlnurse]

there’s a post on tumblr about like. if you could do something to bring people a little relief, why wouldn’t you do it? which has unironically informed my practice as a nursing student and patient care tech

[meangirlnurse]

i’m glad no one made any unpleasant comments on this post that might distract from the message because that would really suck

[depsidase]

[halfdeaddyke]

you can totally show me your tits as friends! we can totallyyy rub our clits together and get off to the sound of eachother’s whines (as friends, of course!)

[dramatic-dolphin]

i love declining birth rates 🥰 "what a horrible problem! society will collapse!" oopsie it looks like you're gonna have to make having children worth it 😊 teehee you're gonna have to improve society in order to fix this problem, or it will all collapse. oh noooooo. how horrible. :3c

[weirdthingifoundonline]

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[amrv-5]

Does anyone know what to do about the temperature and also the prices

[nightonblogmountain]

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[liberalsarecool]

Cosign.

[liberalsarecool]

The bubble is nigh.

[swagophile]

important reminder that most people you follow online are significantly lamer than you think they are including me. and if you feel insecure comparing yourself to someone online: DON'T. theyre probably also lame and weird. most people on the internet are

[most-sane-classicist]

reblog if you're also lame and weird.

[softest-punk]

A thing no one talks about re: ADHD is that you can't... gain experience, the way other people do.

I don't mean you can't get good at things through repeated practice. You can do that, I have done that, but I don't trust it.

I was driving this morning and thinking about how I have never developed the blasé contempt for it most people seem to despite never having caused an accident in 20 years because my sense of time is such that I might as well have been driving for a week. I'm a good, safe driver, but I do not have a heap of confidence in my driving despite having regularly done it for two decades because my sense of time is such that those two decades may as well not have happened.

I finished editing a novel today. When I publish it, it will be the 64th novel I have published in the last 10 years, not counting ghostwritten work. You'd think after a decade and 63 novels I'd be confident that I was capable of writing, editing, and publishing a novel—even be confident about the timeline for this—but no. No, I feel like I'm doing it for the first time, every time, and I was surprised to have finished the editing at all, let alone on time. Because those other 63 novels were published in a past I have a vague at best concept of. I have a record that says it happened but I do not feel it.

I cannot trust my future behaviour because for me there is functionally no past. I know it occurred, I have records, but I don't feel it the way people without this kind of memory issue do. I feel inexperienced at everything I've ever done and I cannot accurately estimate my skill level at anything, particularly not on the fly.

I don't have a solution to this I just find it an incredibly frustrating phenomenon.

[egberts]

also part of growing up is realizing that the embarrassing music you liked in your early teen years still goes hard as hell

[burgerdotcom]

reblogs were off

[vexheart]

There is no amount of money, oil, or gold that is worth more than having bees, trees, and clean water.