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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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YOU ARE THE REASON
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
occasionally subtle
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@tigerboystripes
I’m the type of girlfriend who always just wants to annoy you like let me hold your fucking hand and let me just hug your back and put my head under your shirt or bite your shoulder or bite your nose or hug your head or some shit idk i love you hoe
*partner
every conversation you’ll have with your friends when you’re all gay and/or trans and have trauma
lady who read my nametag and loudly said “Juniper, oh I do NOT like that name” wins new award for rudest person alive
This is Juniper the sheep. She is almost a year old and loves animal crackers and snuggles. She is very proud of her name and often goes by June Bug or Junie B Jones (the B stands for it B like that sometimes)
I LOVE JUNIPER SO MUCH
My soul goes into this sheep, like, not even when I’m dissociating just anytime I feel like relaxing
Forget the rude lady this thread is now about one very special sheep
But seriously, when we got our property, it was all just…grass. A sterile grass moonscape, like a billion other yards. With two big old maple trees. Just grass and maples, that was it.
But then I got my grubby little paws on it, and I immediately stopped fertilizing, spraying, and bagging up grass clippings and leaves. I ripped up sod and put in flowers and vegetables. I put down nice thick blankets of mulch around the flowers and vegetables.
When I first was sweating my way through stripping sod, I saw a grand total of 1 worm and 0 ladybugs. The ground was compacted into something that would bend shovel blades.
Now, six years later, I can’t dig a planting hole without turning up fourteen earthworms, and there are so many ladybugs here. Not the invasive asian lady beetles; native ladybugs. They winter over in the mulch and in the brush pile. I see thousands of them.
The soil is soft and rich. There are birds that come to eat, and bees of many sorts.
Like this is something that you, yourself, can absolutely change. This is something that you, personally, can make a difference in.
Like, last year I watched no fewer than twenty-nine monarch caterpillars grow up on my milkweed and fly away as butterflies. I watched swallowtails and moths grow. There are hummingbirds fighting over flowers now.
I did that. Me. You can do the same.
my favorite American holiday is the one where we have a gopher predict the weather
the gopher has spoken
What did he say?
“Trans Rights”
i’m like the dog who stole the sausages from the butcher: i have a long string of sausages in my mouth, and i am escaping from the butcher
Officer McSexy
so I’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my female presenting nipples…
buttcheek
Slutty Witch
Oh this made me laugh
This blog is pro-Goblin
Reblog if you are pro-Goblin or are a Goblin
one particularly sinister way that cop shows use propaganda is portraying defense lawyers as sleazy, opportunistic scumbags for committing the heinous sin of making sure their clients’ rights aren’t trampled over
cop shows are designed to make you hate your own rights and perpetuate the disgusting idea that only the guilty would try to defend themselves
me, gay and running out of breath going up the stairs: I bet I could run a farm
me, gay with scoliosis and a joint problem and depression and anxiety and running out of breath going up the stairs: I CAN run a farm I just have to do it in my own way!!
2 yrs later:
Me, gay with a chronic hip injury, anxiety, depression, ADD and STILL running out of breath from stairs even as I type this from my bed in the farmhouse:
Being someone with chronic pain, you guys are giving me hope for what I can achieve in the future
Anarchy is this
and this
and this
and this
and this
I could go on, but the point is this: there are many ways to be an anarchist, and how we get there looks different for different people. We’re all working towards a stateless society; bickering about praxis between genuine anarchists is mostly pointless.
