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she asked me if i believed in god and i told her that when i was four i almost drowned in a public pool and in my panic mistook a stranger for my father. i clawed my way up his leg. four years later he’d send my parents a picture of the scars alongside a tin of cookies. he said, “i hope she’s still okay. i carry her with me. it isn’t every day you save a life. it isn’t every day you feel like you were here for a reason. when it does happen, you have to cherish that memory. for once, i had a purpose. just being there was enough. she tore me open but she taught me a lot about love.”
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it might just be because im sleep deprived from jetlag rn but this r/relationship_advice post is making me cry actual tears of laughter. i read the post at first and was like yeah pretty standard whatever but im nosey so i clicked on the drawing op linked and i was not mentally prepared for it. putting it under a read more so you can get the same experience as i did
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New additions to the emoji language i invented
🍺🧀 = Beer cheese
🍺🧀🥨 = beer cheese with dipping pretzel
👬🍺🧀 = Lets get beer cheese
👬🍺🧀🥨 = Let's get beer cheese and dip pretzels in it
👬🍺🧀🥨🍻 = Lets get beer cheese and dip pretzels in it at the pub
👬🍺🧀🥨🍻👯♂️ = lets get beer cheese and dip pretzels in it at the pub and have tons of fun!
👬🍺🧀🥨🍻👯♂️👨❤️💋👨 = Let's get beer cheese and dip pretzels in it at the pub and have tons of fun and
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Moments in time, preserved through sentiments Twitter | Ko-Fi | Patreon
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Oh ho ho what do we have here (some little guys)
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Sarcoma aka Doomed Sarcoma (Czech, based Siberia, Russia) - So We Found Him, 2023, Paintings: Digital Art
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I’ve started playing dnd again and the campaign I’m in has the pitch that we all must be characters from written works. The plot is we got thrown out of our own stories and must find our way back.
I am Hamlet, a warlock who made a pact with his Dad’s ghost (it’s absolutely his Dad’s ghost, he wasn’t tricked at all, ignore the fiend patron type) to get revenge on his Uncle. But this post isn’t about him.
Because our cleric, the one entrusted with keeping the party full of heals, the only person with healing magic, is House MD.
“Wait Iz!” You cry. “House MD is a television show, not written fiction.” You’d be correct. Which is why our cleric House is not from the television show.
He’s from a fan fiction.
It’s as funny as it sounds.
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does anyone know if you can get in trouble for feeling weird
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i would move heaven and earth to avoid hearing one single advertisement
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reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals
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