LOVE the adhd thing where brain demands a very specific and simultaneously very vague type of stimulation and u can’t figure out what it is

it’s like it’s defined only in negatives. NOT this. NOT that! and u have to play a not very fun game of elimination until u scratch the itch

Wait, this is what my brain is doing when I just sort of pace and hop from thing to thing and none of it is making my brain relax? 

what a privilege it is to say “the world is ending” amidst recent political news when the world has ended for many people both in and outside of this country decades ago, while you’ve remained fed, when many poor people’s worlds will end years ahead yours, and you will continue to be fed

the wildest thing happened to me the other day i found out a male coworker is into irish music so i told him that my dad is an irish musician and would he like to come to a session and he straight up irl said to me “name 5 irish songs your dad knows”

he asked me if i play and i told him i played the fiddle when i was a teenager but havent played in years and he was like “oh cool. i play drums” as in a drum kit you know the famously folkish instrument the drum kit. bitch my name is molly o'reilly you really wanna challenge the legitimacy of my irish music involvement

i can name 5 songs with my name in them

Wholesome quarantine content popping up a lot these days.

i’ve decided my favourite part of having chickens is putting the kids to bed. Anzu and Yennefer can fly, Tallgeese can’t. this means that (once they’re in the coop for the night, which is a whole fucking process because each evening they have to independently re-learn how to use the ramp, which. you birds. you dumb fucking birds, you’ve walked that ramp twice a day for 2 weeks, it’s 3 feet long, why does it still take 40 minutes of intense trial and error, I thought chickens were these maligned genius checkers players but god they are DUMB), anyway, the lack of any ability to fly means Tallgeese just paces back and forth screaming under the other two birds, and they scream too for whatever reason, until I stroll out in my bathrobe to physically lift and place Tallgeese beside her two friends on the perch. then they all melt together in happy puddles, and remain that way till morning. that is my favourite part of having chickens.

being intuitive is just like... i don’t like this and no i will not elaborate

if i knew how to do backflips i wouldn’t know how to act i’d just be doing parkour everywhere like i’m a teen wolf character

I CANT GET OVER THE LECTURES MY HISTORY PROFESSOR RECORDED FOR US, HIS DAUGHTER KEEPS WALKING IN ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY & ADORABLE???

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