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Morning stretch
reblog this for good luck
There seems to be someone in this slipper....

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People who are younger than you but taller
People who are younger than you but better than you at something
People who are younger than you
People
Being turned into a llama
A LLAMA?! HEâS SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!!
yeah⌠weird
Yknow the thing where red pandas just lay down on a branch and let their legs hang and theyâre just like vibing
theyâre just vibing yknow?
porcupines do this too :)
i have excellent news about the manul cat
Manul cat is an automatic reblog from me.
I am porcupine.
Pretty much most cats that spend any time in trees, tbh
Honestly tho, in terms of lazy chill I donât think anyoneâs gonna beat this bear:
look at this squirrel
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Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying âYou fucking moron.â and tbh same
Me: I think I donât exist.
Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didnât, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.
Me: Jerome, how dare you saying something so sweet when Iâm dissociating.
Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any âsaneâ person) is normal, right?
Therapist: No.
Me: Wow.
Therapist: Youâre just a fucked up bitch.
Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.
Therapist: Thatâs a start!
Me: I guess heâs still my friend?
Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, heâs not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.
Me:
Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.
Therapist: Because thatâs my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because youâre way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.
Me: I donât need that kind of call out, Jerome.
Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*
Therapist: Oh thatâs nice!!... Oh my name is on it!!
Me: Yeah!!
Therapist: Itâs wholesome but... *very confused and silently*... How do I drink it?
Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: Iâm sorry, itâs all my fault, Iâm so so so sorr-
Therapist: I dare you to say sorry one more time. I dare you.
Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.
Me: What-
Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS*Â
Me:Â
Me: Jerome.
Therapist: You went to the gaypride?
Me: Yeah, I went.
Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?
Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.
Therapist: Did you see some bears?
Me:
Me: Jerome wh-
Therapist: Thatâs the only term I know outside of the LGTB one, I wanted to use it.Â
Therapist: Are you sure youâre not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?
Me: No, I want it!!
Therapist: Finally, youâre not forcing yourself for the others! And youâre doing something you want! Iâm proud of you!
Me: Youâre more of a dad than my own father.
Therapist: Thatâs not very hard.
Me: I always wondered, are you queer?
Therapist: I am not.
Me: Ooh.
Therapist: Or am I?
Me: Ooh!
As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someoneâs else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.
The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.
This is a 100% normal situation with Jerome as my Therapist.
As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as âTherapist dadâ.
Heâs aware of it and think itâs hilarious.
Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but Iâm full of anger against him.
Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed. You know, you should turn that anger into indifference. It would help you.
Me: Unholy gods, I wish it was me.
Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you donât offer them things all the time. You donât have to do that.
Me: What??
Therapist: Why donât you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?
Me: Like what? âHey JoĂŤl wassup, Iâve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.â ?
Therapist: Exactly.
Me: Youâre as bad as me with human interactions Jerome, yâknow.
Me, heavily dissociating: I donât exist-
Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?
Me: Dinner first.
Therapist:
Therapist: Damien, you moron.
Therapist: You need vacations.
Me: Iâm broke.
Therapist: Oh yeah.
Therapist: You still need vacations tho.
Me: Jerome, I am still broke.
Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!
Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didnât see you.
Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?
Me, by text, totally at the tattoo shop: You have no proof.
For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friendâs who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didnât know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:
Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?
Me: Yes. Townâs short I guess.
Therapist: Were you really going to your friend...?
Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?
Therapist: A lot of drug deals happen in this street and I see often teenagers and young adults coming and buy stuffs. I was a bit worried for you.
Me, at 2pm: Iâm sorry Iâm going to be late!
Therapist: Your appointment was this morning at 11:30am, Damien.
Me:
Me: What.
Jerome is still not aware of his fame and idk how to announce him.
Therapist; Whatâs up with you and wanting domestic rats.
Me: Iâm gonna get a rat and call him Jerome just to piss you off.
Therapist:
Therapist: How dare you.
Therapist: Weed doesnât do much on me and I must admit Iâm kinda disappointed.
Me:
Therapist: Do you smoke?
Me: Jerome.
On hard days I wonder how Jerome is doing
Heâs doing fine, last time he shown me his fav pic of a red panda which is this one
I FOUND IT I FOUND IT I FUCKING FOUND IT AAAAAAAH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME FEEL
Itâs really amazing how happy people get when they find this post omg
Always reblog Jerome.
Is he now aware of his fame?
After months, he is, and he just told me âHaha, this is funny. Iâm happy itâs helping people!â
I think he doesnât realize that heâs known *worldwide*
Jerome is adorable and I hope he knows this.
This is my favourite post.
^^ what they said
Reblog the 500,000 dollar written check from Seto Kaiba and money will come your way.

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This made me think of all the ârules of etiquetteâ that my parents and grandparents generation always tried to drill into us but when we asked âwhy?â all they could answer was âbecause itâs politeâ
So I looked up how these rules got started
-Donât wear a hat inside: Medieval knights were more vulnerable if they removed their helmets. Because of this, removing it in a church or in the presence of royalty felt like a respectful act of humility. Itâs rude to wear a hat indoors because 1500 years ago some soldiers wanted to show God and King that they trusted them not to stab them in the head
-Donât put your elbows on the table: In the middle ages European royalty didnât have dining tables in their banquet halls, they used a long board balanced on trestles and covered it with a table cloth. If you leaned on the table it would unbalance and topple. People are still telling kids not to put their elbows on the table because 1500 years ago some nobles didnât want to be embarrassed by knocking over a make-shift table and ruining a feast
-Men should pull out a womanâs chair for her: There were several periods in Western history when fashion for high society women was so restrictive that they literally couldnât bend over when dressed for dinner. Men are told itâs polite to pull out a womanâs chair because women used to have to wear clothing that made it impossible to do that herself
i need some victory today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Some days you just need a velociraptor on your side.
âIt might be nice, it might be nice,
To have a velociraptor on your sideâ
Iâm ready
oh boiii do I need this today
Somehow, a heated discord debate between a friend spawned this abomination

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now iâm thinkingâŚ.maybe this is the good luck post
I feel like, as an asexual, I deserve a dragon