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I came on here to post something silly but the people interacting with me rn are making me wanna die I am actually losing my patience and my will.

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Im so fucking over it leave me tf alone

Im so TIRED of being messaged by creeps on here. How many times do I have to plaster MINOR on my blog until people leave me alone.

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I'm not exactly being subtle about it, but apparently it's not enough. I am underage. I am not interested in online relationships. I am not interested in sexting. I am not interested in sending or recieving nudes. I want you people to leave me alone.

I hoped this app would be a safe space, but I've NEVER gotten so many weird messages. I don't like this, it's not funny, leave me alone.

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Im so TIRED of being messaged by creeps on here. How many times do I have to plaster MINOR on my blog until people leave me alone.

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I'm not exactly being subtle about it, but apparently it's not enough. I am underage. I am not interested in online relationships. I am not interested in sexting. I am not interested in sending or recieving nudes. I want you people to leave me alone.

I hoped this app would be a safe space, but I've NEVER gotten so many weird messages. I don't like this, it's not funny, leave me alone.

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Lowkey if I act like nothing happened maybe it doesn't have to hurt

Continuing to blog abt pet loss here because the notes app feels to lonely but I don't have enough to discuss to put it in dms, part 1

It’s weird. It doesn't feel real still. Every time I walk past his cage, it doesn't register that somethings missing. It's as though he's still there, sleeping behind one of the houses where I just can't see him. It's like it's always someone elses night to feed him. I thought the empty cage would be what hurt most, but it's nothing next to the silence, the unusually small amount of veggies in the fridge, the little pieces of fallen hay missing from the floor.

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Continuing to blog abt pet loss here because the notes app feels to lonely but I don't have enough to discuss to put it in dms, part 1

It’s weird. It doesn't feel real still. Every time I walk past his cage, it doesn't register that somethings missing. It's as though he's still there, sleeping behind one of the houses where I just can't see him. It's like it's always someone elses night to feed him. I thought the empty cage would be what hurt most, but it's nothing next to the silence, the unusually small amount of veggies in the fridge, the little pieces of fallen hay missing from the floor.

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Freedom is finally letting myself use references when drawing without feeling like I'm "cheating"

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She had to work very hard to overcome the patriarchy in the gourmet food business, which made her bitter. And everyone knows the more bitter you are, the frencher you get.

Why do the rats in ratatouille have an american accent even though they are in France

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Well Remy's father (Django) has a New York accent I believe, and he's the leader of their clan so probably led them to where they ended up. Thus, my headcanon is that Remy's clan represents a struggling immigrant family, having travelled a far and difficult journey only to still end up with the scraps of society. Or something idk its past my bedtime.

(As for Linguini, he's just built different)

Why do the rats in ratatouille have an american accent even though they are in France

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hey!

i know we don't interact all that much but i saw your posts about squeaks and i just wanted to say i'm so sorry about him, it's not fun to go through and takes a toll on you

hopefully your trip went well and helped to take your mind off things a little bit, but ik things just don't go away that easily.

anyway if you ever want to talk my dms are open, ik we don't talk much at all but as one of my awesome moots i'm always around if you need to talk or just vent <3

Heyy thank you so much <3 You should know that it means an awful lot to hear compassion and people caring, since in the past I've felt like a lot of people just expected me to "get over" the loss of a pet.

It’s tough, but it helps to know he lived a long life with a lot of love. I just wish I'd been home with him for the end. Thank you for being here and caring, it's everything to me rn ❤️❤️

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On this note, anyone who says "small animals don't matter and shouldn't be grieved" can go die and see how they like it having nobody care sbout their deaths

Grief can actually fuck right off I hate it so much

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Grief can actually fuck right off I hate it so much

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Cuddy and Thirteen look like goddesses in every scene then House shows up looking like he's 5 days post mortem

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“Fasten your seat belt, Morrigan Crow. And whatever you do, don't close your eyes.”

“What happens if I close my eyes?”

“You miss the fun.”

- Nevermoor: The Trials of Morrigan Crow

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On a trip to London and gosh british place names are silly.

Tottenham. A smidge silly.

Elephant and Castle. Two nouns. That is a very short list of two nouns.

Cockfosters. ????????

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This is the most emotionally dizzying week of my life. Going through a fun trip with my friends but also going through grief.

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(3am)

Hawthorne: Did you know that the average person will walk by a murderer 36 times in their lifetime?

Cadence: GOD DAM IT HAWTHORNE, I’M TRYING TO SLEEP!!!

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My mom called me a bit after midnight. He's gone. I feel so lost. I thought he was getting better. I'll miss him forever

I have had SUCH a long day. Squeaks (my guinea pig) stopped eating and drinking yesterday, so we brought him in to the vet. Remembering how his brother had the same symptoms 4 years ago and had to be put down I had next to no hope at all, so I just kept crying.

We get into a room and get situated, and we wait. And we wait. And we wait. My god were they shortstaffed because I'm sitting on the most uncomfortable chair, crying on and off, completely losing my mind for 3 whole hours before a vet shows up.

And this lady tells us that "We don't really do exotics anymore"

I could have passed away then and there.

Luckily, she still knew the most important things and said she was getting some pain killers and fluids for him. Half an hour passes. At this point I'm a mixture of annoyed at how long this is taking and elated that hope isn't lost. An emotionally heavy day.

A nurse shows up and takes him to another room for his meds. Like another 20 minutes go by until she's back.

Finally they send us home with some medication, a perscription, and a little advice. Goodness. My head hurts from all the tense muscles from that awful chair and the sheer amount of crying I've done.

We get into a drive through for dinner before going home. The girl in the window messes up and it takes twice as long to get our food.

For those wondering, I think Squeaks is on the mend. This morning he was completely lethargic, but he's gained back enough energy to even try running away from his meds, which we managed to get him to eat.

It’s a relief knowing he's probably getting better. This morning I had essentially given up, but now I'm incredibly optimistic. My parents have promised to keep me posted on how he's doing as I'm leaving the country tomorrow and won't be back for a few days. I'll probably be updating here as well.

I love that little guy.