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willgrahamscock

Your pronouns sound like someone clearing their throat

you guys find new ways to hate crime every day

willgrahamscock

my gender is now canceled everyone stop perceiving it

tomb-mold

the problem is i really do love staying up until one billion o'clock. it just cant be helped

mynorthernattitude

"listen to your body"

my body: go get a cinnamon roll the size of a tire

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Exploration Ships in the Polar Seas by François-Auguste Biard

2colde

much like a beautiful horse i like salt and roaming freely

kylieminvogue

luck-system-shenanigans

i feel like im a weird age where i got just a blurry glimpse at the world Before. it used to be cold in the mornings and websites had fun games and the search results showed you what you searched for. covid wasn't a thing. can anybody fucking hear me. did i dream it all????

emwheezie

"time heals all wounds" WRONG. time is chasing me with a knife

i-too-translate-into-swedish

"tiden läker alla sår" FEL. tiden jagar mig med en kniv

suomennoksia

"aika parantaa kaikki haavat" VÄÄRIN. aika jahtaa mua puukon kanssa

translating-posts-into-estonian

"aeg parandab kõik haavad" VALE. aeg jahib mind noaga

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(Circle of) Octave Denis Victor Guillonnet (French, 1872-1967) - Two ladies seated in a garden, on a summer's day

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you know what i’m going to speak up and say it. the way people are now acting like covid was no big deal (including all political sides) is extremely bothersome. like it’s been forgotten about.

i realize we can’t obsess over it forever because that’s also unhealthy but please do not forget the people who died. remember all the people from doctors to retail workers who risked their lives. think about and consider the people with long covid who might never be the same.

think of people like my original pcp, a smart doctor and caring man who got it early in the pandemic and never recovered. he no longer works or can service the community.

or people like me who might have heart damage from it. even the less severe damage still affects my life and activities. my sense of smell and taste is constantly weirdly numb and off. it makes eating even more difficult and has been a huge struggle to adapt to when cooking, something i am very good at and enjoy doing.

or the experimental antiviral shots i got which was extremely surreal. the trauma of watching my oxygen levels dip so low i was about to go to the hospital before they went back up enough. the awkward silences with my doctor in full medical safety gear as she listened to my lungs and watched my heartrate for minutes — or doctor code for “i’m seriously concerned but i want to keep the patient calm”. i know i’m not the only one with that experience and i know others had much worse ones.

don’t forget all of them. don’t forget us. we’re not whiny, exaggerating, or hypochondriacs. we can’t live in fear but that doesn’t mean we should act like this didn’t happen and everything’s fine now.