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Me, still insane: I used to be sooo crazy

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both the half arsed apology and the use of the italian for faggotry on sky news without censorship are sending me

#oh this is like being punched in the face several times in a row....

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#sorry this is killing me

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the only reason i'm on my sudoku grind at 2:20am is because i have wants and desires that are driving me insane. to be honest

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Emma Bacher Emilie Flöge and Gustav Klimt in a rowboat on Lake Attersee, 1909.

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i mean in all fairness there's only like 100-125 concepts max so once you've got those down everything makes perfect sense

#aristotle

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what the fuck happened between these two frames. who hurt you snoopy i promise their end is near.

#hes lactose intolerant

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i love being a fag and a pansy and a fairy and a pervert and awhat who the fuck is egg bacon

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it’s kinda fucked up that you’re only an age for a year. I didn’t know how to be 23 yet, let me try again

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“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”

— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)

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we're running out of time to fuck it we ball....

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I always am about to go to sleep at a beautiful 11pm and then something happens to me

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mutuals do this

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