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The fact that overcoming an anxiety disorder is so hard because your brain will literally create random fears because it's used to feeling scared is such bullshit. Like I was finally starting to feel like a normal human being and not an insane deer, but now I've spontaneously developed an obsessive fear of cancer and severe medical anxiety for almost no reason because my brain decided to create trouble if nothing presented itself. Fuck off
Been getting into ceramics lately
How do they taste man
It hasnât even been five minutes. Why do so many of you think Iâm eating it. It hasnât even been five minutes.
Does it usually take you 10 minutes to eat it?
I think the biphobic misconception that bisexual women only date men and bisexual men only date men may have a correlation to the fact that there is always a man freaky and horny in your DMs no matter what. It isnât that bisexual women are secretly straight or that bisexual men are secretly gay, itâs that men are out there behaving like starving dogs and you feel so bad you end up feeding one, you know? Anyway, this coffee is a medium and I ordered a large. Itâs okay, itâs busy in here, I get it.
codywan kissing. clap if you agree.
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The Little Art Connoisseur (1863) August Friedrich Siegert
Last time this came around I showed my three year old and he said "He's little like me!" and stared for a whole minute (v. Long in toddler time).
A boy, looking at a painting of a boy looking at a painting
Life is beautiful
Me when I take a break from the internet
You can just tell they share the same brain cell and the orange tabby is the one using it rn
I had a cool dream where I was hooting at an owl so I could get it to hoot back at me and my hoots attracted a wolf
So you were hoowling???
How did you come up with your name?
I know, it is pretty creative.
Its literally rearranged pikachu
No there are some new letters in there too
I think
You just got rid of the âaâ
I think all items should cost 8 dollars. That way evrrything costs 8 dollard
WHY DO I SEE SO MANY SIMILARITIES BETWEEN THE SUPERNATURAL MEN AND THE GOLDEN GIRLS?
Part 2: Dean and Blanche (not proof read)
Part 1: Sam and Dorothy
Of course it would be Dean and Blanche.
No one can compete with their sex appeal, their confidence when talking to others, especially when they find interest in someone.
They ego is so big, it could compete with the Empire State Building. (Although it is very fragile, cuz as we know, Dean is goated in self-loathing and if you insult Blancheâs appearance, a crash out it guaranteed)
Also, neither of them seem very much interested in having a long term relationship. Still, they are compassionate and care very much about their family and friends. They are not just the âslutsâ of the group.
They are fun, bring that certain spark to the group.
An interesting observation though is that Dean tries to numb his feelings in one night stands, tries to forget, while Blanche tries to feel everything- she would never sleep with just anyone and has to be impressed before sharing the bed with a man.
If Dean and Blanche were to know another (in this head-canon they all kinda have a motherly to the boys), I think him and her would have a playful and teasing relationship, maybe even a small rivalry.
Blanche walks out of her room, all dressed up to meet Bob- or was it Billy? It doesnât matter. Dean and Sophia sit on the couch, watching Rambo.
âOh look here.â says Sophia, a devilish smirk on her lips, âwhy do you put so much effort, if that dress falls off the second you see that man anyways?â
âOh Sophia!â Says Blanche, pretending to be scandalized by that comment, but everyone knows she takes it as a compliment by that smile on her face.
âSure bout that Sophia?â Says Dean laughing, sitting more upright, a challenging gleam in his eyes as he looks at the woman, âcuz to me it looks like our Mrs. Devereaux is losing her spark.â
This, this gets a rise out of the other woman. âLosing my spark?!! LOSING MY SPARK!?â She strides forward and hits Deanâs arm with her matching purse. Dean laughs, enduring the little outburst to his own pleasure.
âI was already twisting menâs minds before you were born, young man!â
âWe can see that.â
âSOPHIA!â
The senior laughs again, pleased with her wit and Dean just has to join her.
Blanche crosses her arms âI bet I can get a man home faster than you some- some little tramp!â
âOhhh.â Says Dean, holding his hands up before rising to his feet. âBig words from a woman over-â
âDonât you finish that sentence!â
The bet is on, to the rusty anchor!
â-
Dean stumbles in the house, deeply interlocked with- Beverly? Or was it Barbra? Doesnât matter. He doesnât notice Sam and Dorothy on the couch, before he hears the familiar groan from him little brother.
He leans away, lipstick stain on the side of his lips.
âOh, seems like someone didnât get a date for Saturday night.â
Dorothy just glares at him. Sam rolls his eyes. âDean, can you keep it down? My finals are-â
âAh- that is your problem, Sammy, live a little!â
Then, he hears it. The sounds from Blancheâs room.
Deanâs confident drops. âThat damned woman-â
Dorothy smirks, a smug expression on her face as soon as she sees the bruised ego in Deanâs eyes.
âSeems like you lost this round, big guy.â
Please, please, please do one with Castiel and Rose, and my soul is yours.
*deeply offended*
I love it when cats become renaissance paintings