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yeah they go way back 🐶🦾

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To everyone running here for refuge from Twitter since they are selling it to Elon Musk, welcome! In order to survive here, you must sacrifice one of your monsters or discard your entire hand.

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TIL that a New York University study found that people with easier-to-pronounce names have higher-status positions at work.

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me: hey art student: *breaks multiple eggs onto their naked body and start crawling on the floor* me: okay!

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here’s some pandora hearts drawings i decided to make during quarantine hehe

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Me as a kid: Poison Ivy tried to kill those billionaires just because they wouldn’t protect the environment. What an evil lady.

Me today:

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I was going to rewatch 1931 Dracula again tonight and just as I turned it on a BAT started flying around at my window and wouldn’t go away and I’ve never seen a bat at my house before and let me tell you I’ve been so gay touched starved this quarantine I was about ready to risk letting a wild bat in my room if it meant it could possibly be one tall, Sexy vampire

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literally traumatizing to learn that the london bridge is in fucking arizona

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In a weird place between wanting quarantine to end because my mental health is absolutely spiraling, and hoping quarantine continues because I can’t imagine going back into functioning society again.

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when you look at two posts that are very much alike but have been produced by two different blogs

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When you see two posts that are pretty much the same but are posted by different blogs

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✩ Gilbert Nightray wallpapers. ✩ (As requested by anonymous.) Please, do not repost, edit or claim as yours. Feel free to send me wallpaper requests!

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quarantine feels kinda like that area between christmas and new years where i have no idea what day of the week it is, or if i’m supposed to be going to work. AM and PM blend together. i’ve taken four naps in 10 hours. leftovers are my primary foodsource. got that weird sunday anxiety except it’s every day for the next 2 weeks