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when i was post op after top surgery i had a good friend there with me to help recover. but the nurse didnt get the memo and when i woke up she was like “ok i’m gonna go get your girlfriend and bring her in to see you!” and i remember being so zonked on anesthesia and so disoriented i just laid there thinking wow…… all that an they’re bringing me a girlfriend too this place is amazing

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Animals is made of shapes. Reblog. You agree.

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Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

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“I held her close against me, tight, afraid that I’d wake up soon and she’d only be dream. But as I breathed in the smell of her skin, as I ran my fingertips down her back, drowning in the silk of her, I know I’m fully awake. Time stood still for a brief moment, and all that remained was her, all that remained was us, and nothing else mattered in the entire world.

When I stared deeply into her brown eyes, a warmth settled in the middle of my chest, a warmth that has never been there before. I know what it is, and I could have easily spoken those three words into the quiet air, but it’s not time yet. As I stared at her, I knew I’d do anything to protect her, to make her the happiest girl in the world, to catch her when she falls. I want nothing, only her.

It was impossible not to fall for her when she gave me every reason to fall. I knew she’d catch me, I knew she’d protect me, and she has my heart and she doesn’t even know it yet. Every single part of me belongs to her. She’s the sun in the middle of my universe, the stars on the darkest of nights, the push and pull of my vast oceans, and I love her. I’m so deeply in love with her.”

—S.V // she’s the sun in the middle of my universe // @ sempiternal.poet on Instagram

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idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it

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I keep forgetting to upload here so here's some self portrait isopods from my retail sketchbook/diary

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you're telling me people DONT like when their cat is talkative?? you don't like meow meow?? mrrp? mmrp?

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vid puttheminacoffin on instagram

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