orangemytummyhurts

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every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot" in their ask box

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No children are allowed in the Library of Congress.

It's not that kind of library.

In other words...

You are being lied to

again

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“i asked chat GPT-“ yeah, well i asked my tarot cards, and they told me your aura is rotten to the core, you mindless drone

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Spread the word.

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Hey Puki. How long is it supposed to take before it gets better? Because I'm getting tired of trying to make it better and it getting worse.

You fool. You're waiting to arrive at a destination, but 'better' is merely a direction. Life would be easier if we could tally all our feelings up, look at them like numbers on a spreadsheet; know unquestionably how to improve those numbers - but life can't be reduced to plain numbers. Your condition isn't defined by such easily-understood terms, so stop believing 'better' implies 'something I'm not'. You don't GET better, You BECOME better by BEING better. U wanna know how to start getting better? By simply being in the PROCESS of getting better.

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a world without trans people has never existed and never will

prints

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Oh to be a kid watching How to Train Your Dragon for the first time again

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Try to go to sleep -> Cat lays on my face as I’m dozing off -> Cat hair goes in my nose -> I sneeze -> The sneeze scares the nearby Guinea pigs, who bolt away in their cage -> This startles me, who jumps at the noise -> Deaf cat gets startles by my reaction, goes crazy -> Claw marks

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He is home!! Meet Seth!

Eight and a half hours until I pick up my cat! My first cat! My son!!

Aaahhhhh!!!

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Twenty minutes!!

Eight and a half hours until I pick up my cat! My first cat! My son!!

Aaahhhhh!!!

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Just three more hours until he’s home…

Eight and a half hours until I pick up my cat! My first cat! My son!!

Aaahhhhh!!!

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Six hours!!!

Eight and a half hours until I pick up my cat! My first cat! My son!!

Aaahhhhh!!!

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Eight and a half hours until I pick up my cat! My first cat! My son!!

Aaahhhhh!!!

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How do we know how many certain kinds of things are in the human body? Like, tiny things? I’m thinking of the 5 million human olfactory receptors but I assume nobody like, went on a microscope and counted. I might just be being stupid but I really don’t know where those numbers come from.

And compounding on it, how do we know how many humans have vs how many animals have? Like if humans have 5 million and cats have 20-200 million, who figured that out and how?

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Eating like a medieval serf until our moving date. Bread, cheese, beer. Next two weeks. Let’s gooooo

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ITS MARCH YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS

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my greatest enemy has an unclean house, can’t get out of bed in the morning, is struggling with school, and has interpersonal relationship issues. unfortunately my greatest enemy is me.