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I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️

Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.

Ahh, it’s back

i have disproportionately strong feelings about this.

every time i say “nah i’m not gonna watch it again.” BUT I STILL DO EVERY TIME.

YEAUGH

big fan of platonic expressions of devotion actually. yeah we're best friends of course i'd find you and hang out with you in every universe.

I need to be successful so I can behave the way I want and be considered eccentric instead of insane

who knew I’d become a 98 year old forgotten woman in my 20’s

the feminine urge to end all arguments with “suck my dick”

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

The spy chasing me throws a tracking device at my car. The throw is perfectly timed and the small, round device hits the bumper perfectly flush. However, since the tracker is magnetic and my shitty car is plastic, it bounces off

The spy is following me as I walk down the street. I bob in and out of shops. Pause and accelerate my pace randomly. Stop to tie my shoe so he loses sight of me. I stay perfectly out of his reach. This is all due to being sleep deprived, confused, hungry, and lost

The spy freezes my bank account. I do not notice for three weeks and only because Netflix sends me an email about non-payment

The spy chasing me does a stakeout at my house. After 4 days of trying to match my sleeping pattern he has to call HQ for backup

What did you do that requires a spy to follow you so thoroughly?

Honestly I have no idea. My best guess is that it's a misunderstanding

thinking of when vincent van gogh said that “poverty stops the best minds in their tracks” and how art would see a new era if we funded struggling independent artists instead of hiring talentless nepotism babies.

Losing my mind remembering that pic chelsea manning posted of the extremely undercover and not at all obvious fbi agent who was tailing her after her release

what kind of sixth sense do american have to recognize fbi agents that easily

to paraphrase her, its always the shoes.

americans please explain to a foreigner, he looks like some random dude to me

for the past 60 years law enforcement, military, and even literal espionage/intelligence based organizations have assumed that rigid conformity to dress code was more important then actually training how to go undercover, blend in, or understand what the fuck theyre doing largely because the ‘we are infallible’ mindset is too strong for them to consider they might not be doing very good

shoutout to the two “undercover cops” who were at my school to monitor the student body for a week, acting like “substitute assistants” and literally all of the kids immediately recognised them as cops and everyone would address them only as “officer” which annoyed the hell out of them because “we aren’t cops” like sir you literally have your badge in your back pocket and a taser what fucking substitute assistant would have an actual police badge and a whole ass taser??

Just a casual reminder that this is what secret police are. Like, this is the literal definition. Police who are (badly or otherwise) pretending to not be police.

This sounds bonkers to me because in Italy it’s forbidden for cops to bait you to commit a crime, if they do and you cave in they end up in jail

This is always good info to have and REALLY came in handy in 2020

have y’all seen that nasa pic of the earth with the sun behind it on the night time side it really really fucked me up my own soul became solid and like………….. weeped!

#we live here!!!!!!!! those lights are us!!!!!!!!!!! #we’re the proof of life in the darkness!!!!!!!!!!

That ball of shiny blue Houses everybody anybody ever knew  -Chris Hadfield, “I.S.S. (Is Somebody Singing)”

i need to remind myself im doing it for a sage green kitchen and dark forest green bathroom tiles and a green couch and a green accent bedroom wall and-