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¡oƃuɐɯ ʎɯ ʎɯɯnʎ ʎɯɯnʎ oƃuɐɯ ɐ ƃuᴉʇɐǝ ɯɐ I

˙ʇɐqʇᴉnɹɟ ɐ ǝɯoɔǝq oʇ pǝpᴉɔǝp ǝʌ,I

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Alright kids say it with me

My thoughts don’t make me a bad person

My feelings don’t make me a bad person

My thoughts, feelings, and impulses only exist inside my head, and none of it matters unless I act on it

Nobody can see my thoughts or emotions

The only things anyone can see and judge me on are my actions

There’s no such thing as a thought crime

thank u

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She was a 50 y.o. Siberian woman from 2500 years ago, living a nomadic lifestyle, and look at her tattoos...

Look...

I'm going to cry

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Crazy how many people want characters in fiction to speak and act like they’ve had 20 hours of intensive therapy. Could NOT be me I want these bitches fucked up insane

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So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????

I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.

Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?

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Ok getting some of these 100%

ghibli inspired prints all go up for 2 weeks startin august 1st

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i know there’s more than this out there but it really is incredible that people will look at a fictional character someone else wrote and collectively say “I will write you a hundred happy endings.”

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best m/f dynamic is a flamboyant bisexual show-off desperately in love with an extremely practical girl who’s difficult to impress 🤩

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wizard: i have trapped you in a time loop >:)

me, loves routines: oh darn whatever shall i do

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Week 30-

Double one kinda. The first was going to this fantasy themed tavern called The Tiny Minotaur. They had an event called “Drag me to the Tavern” the night I went so I got to dress up and see a drag show, bonus! Another big kudos to them for providing bug spray at pretty much every outdoor table. Texas summer is no joke when it comes to mosquitos and wasps, it deffo saved my skin.

Part two is the kinda, I was trying to go to bed pre midnight every night last week but I’ll admit Saturday got the best of me. That being said it’s my longest streak of sleeping pre midnight since probably middle school. Kinda sobering to think of that but hey, it’s improvement! I’ll try and get this one for real at some point this year, sleeping enough consistently does wonders for you, whouda thunk it?

Tiny Minotaur- 10/10

Sleeping early- 10/10

So my new years resolution was to do a new thing every week. I want to record them all so I remember and actually follow through so this is gonna be my tracking post.

Week 1-

I went to a new piercing studio on my own and got my septum jewelry changed out. The woman that helped me had some pretty sick little eyelid tattoos of stars. She said she pierces kids and didn’t want to freak them out so she kept em small but they were still cool. I was switching out the jewelry cus I just had a retainer bar in for healing, apparently their studio does that too and they don’t see it often so she was excited that I had done it that way. Def gonna go there again when I get my next piercings done.

Overall experience: 10/10

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My mother is all into homesteading and off-grid living videos right now. Every time I check up on her, this is what she wants to talk about.

It gives her a sense of peace and purpose I guess. Which is good, she’s been struggling to find that with her injuries and condition. She’s learning skills, and feeling prepared for “the worst”. Like I can’t get her to stop watching conspiracy theory bullshit on YouTube so at least this kind of content alleviates some of the anxiety the other content amplifies, because she feels like she can do something now to secure her safety later.

But to get through these conversations, I have to tell myself— hey, if natural disaster comes our way, some of this might be useful. But I know she’s not just thinking a big storm or natural disaster. She’s preparing for the collapse of society. And I don’t know how to break it to her that we wouldn’t survive that. You can make long lasting candles with crisco? Cool. Where you going to by crisco when society collapses? You’ll stock up now? Ok cool. What will you do when it runs out? Honestly, before it runs out, what will you do when people with guns come to take your various stockpiled supplies?

If we hit a point where society collapses, we’re done for. Food, medicine, etc. we can’t survive without society, without a world where people are working together trying to help each other out.

So, I’ll go through with this shit in the name of natural disaster preparedness, and because it helps her. But that’s as far as I’m willing to put energy into it. I refuse to prepare for, bet on, or hope for the collapse of society. I’d rather spend my energy trying to prevent society collapsing, what little part I can play in that. I’d rather spend my energy supporting people in my community. I’d rather work and build towards a better future, not prepare for the worst.

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when you save alarms for specific things but then you just keep reusing them. like sure wake me up at the chocolate milk alarm, what do i care

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Hello! I made a dress from scratch for the Renaissance Faire. It took me six months to make the chemise, hoop skirt, under skirt, over skirts, French knot embroidered bodice, crown and jewelry. I am very excited to wear it this year despite how serious I look in the photos!

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My paramotor was stolen.

The UPS guy just left it on the porch. Didn’t ring the bell. Didn’t try to get a signature.

Minutes later, two assholes in a suburban pulled up, shoved it in the back, and took off. I heard the squealing of their tires as I was walking down the stairs, checked the camera, and realized what had happened.

I’m devastated. And furious. Even if I’m able to recoup the money from a claim, A. That’s going to take forever and B. due to my small size, finding another small/light enough engine in the states will be all but impossible and C. due to super high tariffs, it’s really hard to get the engines from Italy right now. So. I thought I’d get to fly in a week. Looks like it might be months before that happens. I’m so angry I can hardly type. And I feel so useless. Like there’s nothing I can do. Fuck.

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I can understand how "modern person thrown into the past gets by pretending to be a healer/doctor" is as surprisingly common of a trope as it is. I mean I'm fluent enough at bullshitting to be pretty sure I could pull it off to impersonate a doctor in any time pre-1800s. If I have no idea what something is or how to treat it, I could just get the opinion of the other whatever-passes-as-medical-professionals around, but if their suggestions sound like bullshit I'm not doing it. And I'll beat the shit out of anyone suggesting bloodletting or mercury. With my healing stick. I've tied little bells on it, that jingle comically with every smack.

The awesome curative powers of my healing stick come from two separate sources: Placebo, and me using it to beat anyone trying to give my patients mercury.