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The bees and wasps now recognise me as the person who gives them water. Which sounds cool but it means everytime I go outside they harass me until I fill up the waterer. On the bright side, I no longer have to fear wasps as they just buzz around me non-threateningly now.

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hey girl are you gold and mercury. because. AuHg

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we need more women who are just fucking losers

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Horniness is not intrinsically less pure than any other human motivation

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new reaction image

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Her breast were like huge horribly swollen boils and her hips swung like a man from the gallows.

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If god didnt want me to be a hypochondriac why did he give me so many syndromes

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two more crits for Gorgug in the same turn this is what he deserves

#Sheree watches Fantasy High

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an unmatched feeling actually

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i hate having a black cat i went around my entire building shaking his treats on the verge of tears only to come back to my apartment and realize the shadow behind my guitar had eyes

#dis kitty #this is my queue #i made it just for you

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i’ll krill you. you won’t resprawn. shrimpleton

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everyone is meeting me in the grotto

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Supercorp bicep meme, sketchier than usual but it was fun

#Kara x Lena #Supergirl #this is my queue #i made it just for you

[dearsheroozle]

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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