you do you

yeah I've been getting really into metalworking these days

Our possibilities are endless...

Queer Slur Heritage Post

Post: atheist youtubers are overdosing on deep rock galactic pussy me: not true Post: bunnies and cats are learning how to write in new language called US american cuneiform me: thats right

Me reaching what looks suspiciously to be the end of my rope: oobh i got plany off rope

some fucking asshole, probably one of those pricks from Bedrock, just cut me off in traffic and i almost wrecked my cavemobile. it’s like, hey buddy, haven’t you ever heard of a fern signal? [1]

1. you can imagine how a “fern signal” might work. a driver would extend a fern branch out of his car in various positions to indicate which way he’s turning.

nothing in the world makes me more evil than just being kind of annoyed

I’m in your military wifes house playing jenga with her minimalist nativity set

the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, especially with the help of a physical therapist, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.

imagine if instead of it being called a sip it was as called a suck. can I have a suck of water? 🤨

imagine an expanse of graves spanning miles and miles, too many miles for you to traverse

ill figure it out <- common utterance of a girl who is completely fucked

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