Which Poke Fella is your favorite?
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Which Poke Fella is your favorite?
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yes. go. now.
Dumpppp
i can understand the trials but were the tribulations really necessary
Lately…
𝗶 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹✨
Accidentally put my whole fucking heart into something that wasnt fucking meant for me again fucking hell
Eh.
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A pokémon forest ❀
one of my earliest memories was waking up in the middle of the night, peering out the window, and seeing a pink sky while it was snowing. something about seeing the wonder of snow and a such a pretty pink glow would just make me forget the rest of the world. now as an adult, that hue still fills me with an emotion thats still indescribable. will i wake up and wear 2 pairs of sweatpants, 3 pairs of sock and layer shirts the same way under a ridiculous parka, the way i did at 7yrs old? no. i’ll probably clean off my car at some point when the weather breaks. i wont build a fort in a friends’ backyard, and proceed to sit in it for hours acting like i’m not freezing. i won’t engage in a snowball fight with friends from across the the street, and also throw one at a car passing by; causing an angry townie drunk to threaten us. i won’t wander around my backyard with my dog until i hear my mother holler for us to come back inside, and we hear her bellow out that we better take our shoes off at the door, not the dog of course; but you get it. maybe, even though i will most likely never do any of those activities ever again, it still gives me the warm fuzzies to peek out the window; to look out and forget the reality of the world, even for just a second.
Boy ain’t that the truth
favorite pizza place, always✨
"hogwash" still one of the best words ever. this shit is so unbelievable its pig water