im just done dancing around it if you are mad at someone with a disorder for not being normal. you are ableist. simple as that. some people don't have a choice. some of us are just born weird.
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im just done dancing around it if you are mad at someone with a disorder for not being normal. you are ableist. simple as that. some people don't have a choice. some of us are just born weird.
god the new jcc is so american and so similar to the things i do w my friends its like weirdly unreal watching it... like just seeing them walk around target and driving places at night.... like those are things i do in my daily life woah
today’s strange case: yesterday, I briefly met my new neighbor. I mostly remember that i found him cute, but can’t remember the exact details of his face. Today, before my Japanese class, a dude said hi to me while I was waiting in the school’s corridor. And the strange thing is: he looked a bit like my neighbor, but I really can’t tell if he was him or a lookalike who was just friendly? Weird. To investigate next week I guess?
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I am apparently the type of person who feels so bad for keeping digital minecraft parrots in a 1x1 box that I built these 5 parrots an entire jungle themed enclosure. These entirely fake not at all real digital parrots. WTH, brain? They’re fake. Fake parrots.
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Chapter 10: Chekhov’s Gun [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]
"I've got Theo working on something," the man supplied neutrally, shrugging as he answered the implied question. "I sent him off with Draco to check on our new friend."
At the sound of Draco's name, Hermione promptly choked on what was presumably the toxicity of the breath she'd just taken, sputtering slightly as she coughed.
gonna be the weird al of tumblr no one can fucking stop me