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Mythical creatures
I wish I knew how to say what I wanted
I’m mad that I’m mad at work. I know I need to be flexible but I also have been known to need consistency in my schedule. I count on that consistency. It’s not a big ask, it’s just a couple more hours on days that are normally shorter. I’m mad it’s happening on a holiday I don’t get paid more for. I feel bad for being mad.
I just don’t like admitting that I really probably need to look for something new.
being self-aware enough to realize you’re being irrational but still not being able to stop anything
This stupid exchange between friends has become a cultural icon.
This text thread brought us into a new age
Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the world force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren’t inherently bad people, but they aren’t the right people for us. And as hard as it is, we have to let them go. Life is hard enough without being around people who bring you down, and as much as you care, you can’t destroy yourself for the sake of someone else. You have to make your wellbeing a priority. Whether that means breaking up with someone you care about, loving a family member from a distance, letting go of a friend, or removing yourself from a situation that feels painful — you have every right to leave and create a safer space for yourself.
Daniell Koepke (via wordsnquotes)
People often say they hope their deceased pet dog is chasing squirrels in doggy heaven… what did all of those squirrels do to deserve an afterlife of torment?
Dog heaven is also squirrel hell it’s a very efficient system.
i can’t stop fucking laughing at the thought of squirrels sinning so much in the mortal plane that they have to be sent to squirrel hell to atone
Imaan Hammam
It is an unspoken rule that if a little kid is hiding under a blanket or couch cushions, you are required to comment on how lumpy the blanket is and pretend to sit on it to try and “smooth it out.”
Also, if you’re playing hide-and-seek with them, it is critical that you search every other possible (and impossible) hiding spot, all the while wondering out loud how they managed to disappear just like magic, before walking right past their hiding spot.
And if a baby starts playing peekaboo you are required to act surprised when they show their face again
If a kid hands you a phone, you answer it
If a kid shoots you with a Nerf Gun you are supposed to Die a dramatic death and explain “ugh you shot me blaahh”
when you push a kid on the swings ya gotta do the woosh
I literally just blocked about a dozen people on this post for being cranky about children.
Being a joyless shitbeast to kids isn’t cool. They’re kids. If you want to be Oscar the Grouch, that’s fine, but do it in a way they understand and explain it to them.
“I don’t want to play, I’m grumpy. Thank you, though, that was kind.”
It’s literally not hard. Kids are small people. Treat them with common fucking decency.
eat her out and support her dreams
The list goes on and on –> (x)
If anyone is interested in a longer history on black trans people, Black On Both Sides by C. Riley Snorton has been on my to-read list for a while now, and has some pretty excellent reviews.
My boobs hurt. Why do my boobs hurt?