#importaint

Cuddles, my cat loves to lay on me at all times of the day

Adorable nicknames, her main two nicknames are cloud and dust bunny

Ever have a bad stomach ache/cramps, let a 11 lbs, vibrating, ball of floof lay on you. I guarantee you will feel better.

CHONCKY FEET

and those feet have little tuffs of fur that sticks out around the toe beans

They are loud as hell. My cat loves to scream at me for attention, treats, wanting to go somewhere she's not allowed.

and on top of the screams when they jump anywhere it makes the loudest bang

Idk if this is a Maine Coon thing, but my cat can tell time. She knows when it's time for me to get up (god forbid I sleep in, I get a very loud wake up), she knows when she gets treats, and she knows what time I let her into a room that the door is normally closed.

Their purrs sound like crickets sometimes

https://catskid100.tumblr.com/post/60619814786/why-davejade-is-totally-canon-an-evidence-post

https://www.deviantart.com/mightymewtron/journal/the-ultimate-davejade-journal-here-it-go-495324467?comment=1%3A495324467%3A4273419019

https://scribbledstar.tumblr.com/post/27093314664/thegiftofbutts-this-has-been-a-psa-omg

https://clockworkatrium.tumblr.com/post/40665602087/kawaiicomrade-sorry-im-not-sorry

https://ilikeyoshi.tumblr.com/post/91583381095/davejade-in-honor-of-davejade-day-i-made-thisTumblr

Ok so I was getting myself a can of soup, then when I poured it into a bowl, I filled up the rest that was in the can with water. Realizing that I probably put in too much water, I covered my hand and poured some of it out, and I wasn’t happy with seeing some of the lettuce fall out (Idk if it’s actually lettuce but that’s not my point).

After putting the can in the recycling bin, I decided to try and get the green veggie stuff out of the sink, and immediately, I felt something squishy.

I grab it and hold it to see what it was.

And it was one of those balls in where you dunk them in water and they grow.

Now Idk the exact origin of the ball, but I am pretty sure it came from the can.

Here’s what I was having for dinner, with the ball next to it to show what it looked like when I found it:

Here’s the ball up close:

And here it is in my hand:

Later on I decided to look at the can again, and I saw dents in it, which made it even worse.

Here’s the dent from the outside:

And here it is on the inside:

And I thought that it was supposed to be a part of the can for whatever reason when I first opened it. =¬=

I was freaking out inside because I remember seeing a post here where you should never buy dented cans. And seeing this ball possibly from the dented can was a red flag for me.

My dad kept telling me that it was a coincidence, and then decided to tell me that I cooked the soup wrong. Well I don’t care about that in thia case because this is serious.

When I was 12, i first discovered the lgbt community. I was questioning my gender due to dysphoria. One day, I stumbled across the word “asexual.” I ended up identifying as it for almost 2 years. I was too young to know weather I felt sexual attraction or not. Im not asexual. Tumblr aces (you know the ones i’m talking about) pushed that label on me, and even though I was too young to know, I id’d that way for a long time. You shouldn’t id as ace until you’re at least 15-16+.

Here’s a really great post about this if you want some more info: