foxtail-1311
foxtail1311
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foxtail-1311 · 17 hours ago
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hello
we are trying to make aac if anyone has any tips!!! please give :)
thank youu!!! :)
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foxtail-1311 · 23 hours ago
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can share you AAC I use boring AAC
plain board no change not what I need
want use you AAC model me AAC
So sorry if not understanding right , you are asking to see our AAC boards / how they set up ?
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foxtail-1311 · 2 days ago
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ok it's not that I want Brennan and Izzy to be my parents. that would be weird and parasocial of me.
but if every queer neurodivergent kid had parents like Brennan and Izzy, youth depression rates would plummet.
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foxtail-1311 · 2 days ago
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I love being a system honestly. I was listening to some music and some of my headmates came into front and we listened to it together. It was a really nice bonding experience.
We sung along both bodily and in headspace it was great ^_^
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foxtail-1311 · 2 days ago
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Women can't speak to each other in Afghanistan
Women can't speak to each other in Afghanistan
Women can't speak to each other Afghanistan
Women. Can't. Speak. To. Each. Other. In. Afghanistan.
No conversations
No hearing another woman's voice, no hearing her speak or pray
No way to share experiences no way to ask questions no way to organize
And if you ban education then they can't communicate by writing either
Women can't speak to each other in Afghanistan
Women can't communicate with other women in Afghanistan
People can't communicate with other people
That's how low we've gotten
Please don't forget about them.
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foxtail-1311 · 2 days ago
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as a reminder, you, yes YOU, are not immune to conspiratorial thought patterns. or generally being manipulated or lied to
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foxtail-1311 · 2 days ago
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i love you systems who call your alters "parts"
i love you systems who call your alters "alters"
i love you systems who call your alters "headmates"
i love you systems who call your alters "voices"
i love you systems who call your alters swears
i love you systems who call your alters things that are silly, weird, or normal
dont let anyone tell you what to call them <3
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foxtail-1311 · 2 days ago
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added an id i hope its good enough? anyway
i keep getting this ad and i have no idea what it even is what the fuck tumblr
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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Ones that I could pull the most evidence from canon for this story:
Fig
Fabian
Ylfa
Catra? I guess
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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scared this post will break containment and reach… harassers. BUT NOT TO WORRY GANG! I’ll delete it before you have to deal with it :)
SYSTEMS/PLURALS
(pt: Systems/plurals /end pt)
share some system/plural positivity! anything that makes you happy :)
THIS IS A SYSCOURSE FREE POST! ANY SYSCOURSE WILL BE DELETED IMMEDIATELY
(pt: this is a syscourse free post! any syscourse will be deleted immediately /end pt)
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for those who have me in their DNIs: i am pro-endo but i do not care your opinions as long as you don’t harass me or my friends
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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not naming names but i hate this character design trope
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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Cw: g0rey, goo from the body, mold (?)
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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i will self destruct at the slightest pressure.
[image id: a tweet by ovary (@ovaryactorr) that reads “I’m not fragile like a flower. I’m fragile like a bomb.” /end id]
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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the “pleasure to have in class” to overly active tumblr user pipeline
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.
On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.
And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.
The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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screaming crying throwing up (they mentioned a hamster ball) (that tank does not look big enough) (please please please do research) (victoria raechel on youtube has good videos) (please)
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foxtail-1311 · 3 days ago
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SYSTEMS/PLURALS
(pt: Systems/plurals /end pt)
share some system/plural positivity! anything that makes you happy :)
THIS IS A SYSCOURSE FREE POST! ANY SYSCOURSE WILL BE DELETED IMMEDIATELY
(pt: this is a syscourse free post! any syscourse will be deleted immediately /end pt)
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for those who have me in their DNIs: i am pro-endo but i do not care your opinions as long as you don’t harass me or my friends
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