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shegoesbyjoy · 7 hours
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I’ve got another orange cat video to show....
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shegoesbyjoy · 8 hours
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what if i just rest my eyes for a second
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shegoesbyjoy · 8 hours
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Miyuta Komachi "For You"
こまちみゆた「あなたに」
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shegoesbyjoy · 8 hours
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Ttoekbokki cats! The final part of my Korean food cats. This one is my personal favorite. They look so cozy in their spicy sauce <3
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shegoesbyjoy · 9 hours
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i believe you can always get back to yourself. you can always soften into being again. no matter how long you might be stuck in a pattern of unhappiness, of being jaded, of feeling guarded from the world in some way. there is always a path back. give yourself a chance to find it.
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shegoesbyjoy · 9 hours
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1997 / 2024
Who dares disturb my slumber?
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shegoesbyjoy · 10 hours
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akihiko in the same room with the woman who has a massive crush on him and the man that is his on-again-off-again fuck buddy but his eyes are stuck looking at his band's bassist to the point that said woman was able to deduce akihiko's in love with said bassist
GET UP KAJI AKIHIKO?!
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shegoesbyjoy · 1 day
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The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
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Refaat Alareer, If I must die, written in 2011, published online on November 1, 2023
If I must die, you must live to tell my story to sell my things to buy a piece of cloth and some strings, (make it white with a long tail) so that a child, somewhere in Gaza while looking heaven in the eye awaiting his dad who left in a blaze— and bid no one farewell not even to his flesh not even to himself— sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up above and thinks for a moment an angel is there bringing back love If I must die let it bring hope let it be a tale
(transcript by the American Friends Service Committee)
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shegoesbyjoy · 1 day
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people should give me money so i can get more tattoos and look hotter and sexier
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shegoesbyjoy · 1 day
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just grinned at a tree because it was so green. what being inside all day does to a mf
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shegoesbyjoy · 1 day
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honestly i just think we all need to slow down
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birdbath?
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Spanish Dancer (SOURCE)
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