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@theartofmadeline
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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noise dept.
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@work-hard-love-hard
concept
a beaded curtain, but instead of beads they’re worms on strings
you know… these guys
Hi op I hope this satisfies your needs.
Needs more worms
I wanna make one of these that is like a literal curtain of worms
No clear strings available to get caught and tangle, I want them nose to ass like some kind of horrible human centipede of worms, covering my doorway
@fanotastic more worms
Aw fuck. Nothing makes you assholes happy.
Fuck you guys.
My fellow fuckers, I present you-
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If you need Plan B, here’s a printable $10 off coupon.
It doesn’t expire either! It’s a continual offer
Always reblog the plan-b coupon. If you don’t want a baby, stop it before it happens.
The woman you are becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. Choose her over everything.
Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
@skepticallysighing
@sslaughtermelon
Can u believe there are guys that don’t eat girls out like damn you weak af
Poly doesn’t always feel nice. And that’s ok. Sometimes… Poly is watching your partner get their needs that match yours met with someone else. Sometimes poly is having to accept less, instead of all. Sometimes poly is, I hate this, but you don’t need my permission to do it anyway. Sometimes poly is burning. Sitting in your room, your house, alone, burning with all the emotions and there is no one to put you out except yourself. And sometimes, you’re not enough of a firefighter. Sometimes poly is boring. Sometimes poly is Netflix and chilling, by yourself, your own hand down your pajama pants. Sometimes poly is rage. Fierce, hot, molten gold down your gullet, choking you, burning you, cooking you to a not-quick enough death. Sometimes it’s this is not enough, but this is better than nothing. Sometimes it’s pain, bright, white hot, cutting into the very core of you. Splintering you into a thousand, million pieces. Sometimes it’s I don’t know how I survive this. Sometimes poly is… Acceptance of not so great, because there is no other option. Sometimes poly is a snide laugh, a kick in the gut, a slap in the face. Sometimes poly is heartbreak. Sometimes poly is, I will never feel “safe” again. Sometimes it’s just… Overthinking. Overanalyzing. Overdoing. Over scheduling. Overtalking. Over… Everything. Sometimes poly is… Can’t I just go back? But what poly really is? Poly is I can’t. I can’t go back. Because going back would mean so much sacrifice. So much giving up of people that I cannot fathom how much I love them. So much beautiful, wonderful, awful exploration of self that I would never get again. I can’t say, I don’t want my lovers and friends and amazing people who blur ALL of my lines and boundaries with their amazing selves. I can’t say, for the sake of some general level of “comfort” that I know is false, I will give up everyone. Their intimacy, their vulnerability, their nakedness. What they look like laughing, and coming, and crying. Versions of them I don’t get to see within the confines of monogamy as I knew it. I have sacrificed so very much to be here, uncomfortable, today. I can’t. I feel I’m awake now, with all the discomfort that comes with awakening. But I can’t go back to sleep. It’s shitty, sometimes, being awake. The sun is too bright, the sounds too harsh. It’s easy when I’m head down, dreaming. But it’s not real, you know? It’s an illusion, a construct. It works for some, but I’ve taken the red pill. I’ve seen my life for how it is, my thinking for how it is. I can’t unsee it. Maybe one day how I outwardly perform myself will change, but for now, I can’t go back. I am what I am, doing what I’m doing the ways that I do it. Sometimes it hurts. Fuck yeah it hurts. Don’t ever believe anyone who tells you anything remotely differently. And you know what? It’s ok. Through this, we grow. We become something else. We become better, stronger. We know ourselves more. We know more words to use to advocate for ourselves, and that is fucking amazing. Without this pain, without this trial by fire and molten metal, we might not know what we’re capable of. And knowing what we’re capable of is an awesome, incredible thing. That is what makes you, you. That is what inspires you to fucking amazing things. Even if the journey is horrible to get there. ~Jordyn
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I’ve never read truer words! 🙌
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The soul usually knows what to do to heal itself. The challenge is to silence the mind.
Caroline Myss (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Patrick was a fake ass friend to spongebob. He was a bitch
Source?
episode where Patrick fam came over and sponegbob pretended to be dumb for him and Patrick flip flop ass started making fun of him.
Patrick was cold for that
And that episode where Mr Krabs gave them both a toy to share and he selfishly dodged and ignored SpongeBob to keep it for himself? TRIFLING
EXACTLY Patrick ain’t never been a true friend
real friends……how many of us?
And the time he ate his fucking chocolate bar & tried to jack spongebob for his.. nah son
Patrick did spongebob dirty so many times smh he a Gemini
Patrick has no self awareness.
what about when his slug wanted to be friends with patrick and he just ditched spongebob and clowned on him for it
When they were raising the clam together and Patrick kept leavin spongebob all day with the baby so he could watch tv smh
When patrick made spongebob believe he was ugly when he just had some bad breath
Wasn’t Patrick the one that ditched Spongebob in the advanced darkness at the bottom of the sea?
we’re pulling out the receipts tonight
And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.
Excerpt #148 (via moonlightangel)
Doing some serious math.
You’re really beautiful!!!!
Thank you!
me, every single month without fail: huh weird I feel kind of bloated and lethargic but also very hungry??? and I’m breaking out??? and my back hurts??? this is so strange I have never experienced this before in my whole entire life… what could this be
me a few days later, every single month without fail: oh
One day you’ll find someone who gives you more effort than you expect…and it’ll scare you…
Me being fucking adorable
