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watch me take blame/ put blame onto myself for things I can’t control for just being part of a certain group (especially when being in the majority) 💥

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I’m sure it’s been done, but hear me out: pill bug robot oc

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Source | Day 88

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uhhhh…thanks??? Is this a threat? /j /silly /lh

just a heads up that I will be gone later tomorrow to Monday so no, I’m (probably) not dead lol

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stbla octbanlaaaaaa

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me when the pony swag is epic

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interact with this post if you believe aspec identities are queer

trying to prove a point (not forced!!)

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real

how do I turn off getting sxual posts??? like obviously blocking but that doesn’t stop me getting them

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how do I turn off getting sxual posts??? like obviously blocking but that doesn’t stop me getting them

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REAL

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why is this real (I only talk (not priv messages though) to *one of my mutuals)

this is how it feels to talk to ur mutuals on tumblr

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HAIKU BOT MY BELOVED (no seriously it’s perfect here)

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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pony swag

@lame-zany showed this to me and I can’t stop thinking about it

*I have no clue how to correctly write image descriptions/alt text, so apologies for not writing any!

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I miss my lungs :(((

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Jesus try not to use the wrong blog and reblog fanart challenge (impossible) /j /silly /lh

who's ur friend tubbo !!

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They love him I promise

(Og image under the cut)

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I’m going on a cruise!

just a heads up that I will be gone later tomorrow to Monday so no, I’m (probably) not dead lol