I have a couple of family members with some dietary restrictions, and trying to find recipes for them makes me feel like an insane person every single time
"this brownie is gluten free, sugar free, paleo, vegan, low calorie, and totally guilt free 😋😋😋" bitch I'm just trying to bake a normal brownie that won't send my family member into anaphylactic shock, not go through some kind of disordered diet culture horror story
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so mad that the days i’m away from my computer is when my favorite streams happen 😔
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How long do I have to wait for Eternal Sunshine technology to be invented so I can zap my own painful memories?
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I go between loving my fics and hating them BUT I also have the unrealistic urge to write at least three different wip’s that are all haunting my dreams so…
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My school's art department: MAC OS! APPLE! GRAPHIC DESIGN IS MY passion! MUST HAVE APPLE
Me: Fuck that. *Windows you MacOS*
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wait there's only 2 cm height difference between nando and han.. do you have a thing for short guys?
😧😧😧 oh my god
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Watch the final be England-Spain.
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Listening to 🎧 "Memphis House" by Mental Disorders, having scrubbed the tub, prepared hot tea, ans cooked eggs in red pepper whiskey in homage to the poet Hayden Carruth. Outside, the sun is warming up the Crystal Creek vale, and rumblings of hate & discontent in the distance are heard vía the electronic media. Young folks breaking shit on university campuses. Fascists responding with more violence. Police are escalating this violence. It's some fresh hell, served up hot & devilish 👿
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hooooly fuck its so bloody hot here and i open the bigass window but the fucking farmers are prepping their fields so it REEKS like SHIT outside. im sorry but im too much of a city boy to handle this aaaaaaAA i am NOT a creature of the WARMTH or AGRICULTURE AAAAAAAAAA
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Moonlight shines down below
Revealing the most daunting thoughts she could ever know
Her love above and hatred beneath
A certain aloofness to hide her grief
She turns a blind eye trying not to cry
Yet memories come flooding through. Opening the channels for water to come rushing through.
She breaks down, though no one would ever truly know. How she has always felt deep down below.
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