#six more weeks

[thegoodmorningman]

Happy Groundhog's Day!! If y'all'ren't fighting against six more weeks of winter then you're complicit in six more weeks of winter.

[oldfarmhouse]

𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝🌻💛✨🗿𓍯

On Friday, a.k.a. Groundhog Day, people from around the country waited to see what the famous groundhog would see when he emerged from his hole. And good news: for the first time in two years, Phil didn't see his shadow, meaning that he predicts spring will come early.

Had Phil rose from his burrow and not seen his shadow, that would indicate there were still be an extra six weeks of winter weather.

https://people.com/groundhog-day-2024-predicts-early-spring

[fiveminuterice]

the amount I wanna drop out of college is baffling

[topheecoffee]

If the groundhog sees its shadow does that mean 6 more weeks of 2020?

[freshmanology]

“You should probably just walk away. Like, go dump out your water and refill it again.”

— an excellent suggestion from a freshman when I returned to find the rest of her class clapping and cheering for someone who had written a one-word answer on the whiteboard

[twobigears]

flight booked to get puppy!

[the-targaryens]

Me at the GOT fandom the past few days

[dollpoetry]

can we go back a minute? an hour? a day? a week? a year? take me back to eight years old, bruised knees and strawberry stained lips, daydreaming about the girl with brown hair and muddy freckles, watching movies all day to keep the loneliness away, pretending i am the boys that kiss all the pretty girls. can i start over? let’s pretend i never got sick. i do not try to starve myself away, never throw my head down in shame, never try to drown myself in my own blood. take me back to when i was too young to want to die (but this time the thought of dying never crosses my mind), and instead we are sitting side by side with our knees touching and our tongues colored blue from too many lollipops and cartoons all day and we put flowers in our hair and please let me have a redo of the worst days in high school, where all i wanted to do was hide, where lunch was my favorite place to practice disappearing. i should have talked to my favorite teachers, should have told them kids were calling me names, should have stopped talking to the ones who made me feel ashamed, should have let go of the people that never deserved me. can i miss the exit? drive slower, stay a little longer, you are my favorite passenger. play all our favorite songs like it’s the summer after freshman year and all we can think about is how we made it, we made it, we made it. we survived.