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SKFHKSFHKSDJFHFHDSHJ WHO DID THIS

I FOUND OUT TODAY THAT THE FUCKIN

THUMBNAIL IMAGE FOR "oh my god and they were roommates" ENTRY ON KNOW YOUR MEME DOESN'T ACTUALLY USE A STILL IMAGE FROM THE VINE

IT USES MY OLD, SHITTY ASS CALLIGRAPHY FROM LIKE 2017

I just woke up holy shit I'm screeching, only reason i found out is because someone on tiktok needed a screenshot from KYM for the background shot of a video and a follower of mine @'d me like bro this you????

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many great homophones out there. none better than wanton/wonton

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who fucking did this. what joyless cunt flagged its monday lets get on it cunts.

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Gendered parenting is so weird. As a little kid I was a total daddy's girl, I was told I would always try to sneak into the garage, I was always very interested in everything he was doing and would follow him around while he was working, but while my family was never the type to outright say "you can't do that because you're a girl", they simply didn't entertain the idea that I could possibly be interested in cars. Then when my little brother was born, it was just assumed he would become a mechanic like our dad because he was a boy. Even though he, unlike me, didn't like being in the garage much and wasn't all that interested in what dad was doing. Once he got to a certain age, dad started making him help and would drag him away from his actual interests for it, which lead to a lot of arguing and not much actual learning.

Gendered expectations sort of create doubles of children. There's the real child with their actual personality, interests and behaviors, and then there's the Gender Child.

My real brother hated soccer and team sports. The Gender Child that existed only the minds of the adults in his life needed to play soccer because that's what a Boy Child does.

Growing up, I always felt like adults didn't actually know me as a person and they weren't interested in getting to know me. Because they felt they'd already learned everything there was to know about me when they were told "it's a girl".

When I talk about how I never got gifts I actually liked from my relatives (to this day I still don't like getting gifts that aren't something I picked out myself), it isn't actually about the gifts themselves. I don't even remember them. What I do remember is the feeling of being given gifts that were seemingly not bought with the real me in mind. They were for the Girl Child™️ version of me. The me that adults wanted me to be, not who I actually was.

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Why is his name Puss in Boots? It's like calling a rooster wearing socks Cock in Socks

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i like when tv show promotional content is just all the actors standing on a grey background. thank you ive learned nothig and feel nothing about these people

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just wanna let you guys know whats been going on on twitter

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In Legends Arceus, you had to fight for your life as Pokemon tried to kill you in a mostly untamed wilderness, mimicking the real life conditions of pre colonized Hokkaido

In Legends ZA, if you go out after dark, the French will mug you, mimicking the real life conditions of modern Paris

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Fan art

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and now with thorns of his own, it’s the rose’s call to endure

Another favourite of mine, as I’ve said on Twitter before, I managed to illustrate how I felt so perfectly that it still satisfies my anger and soothes my hurt, even looking at it now two years later. It’s a really important piece for me, I don't think I've drawn anything explicitly from this emotion/topic since.

available as a print in my shop

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I finished it. I'm crying again. time to go hug my mother.

me starting The Wizard's Dilemma: yay another whimsical magic book with a deeper meaning that'll probably leave me scratching my head a little bit

me after Nita's conversation with Pralaya:

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obsessed with this sopping wet animal. i drew fanart

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Shout out to the ten year old who just got diagnosed. Shout out to the housebound fourteen year old. Shout out to the eighteen year old who can’t go to the university they wanted. Shout out to the twenty two year old who can’t get a job. Shout out to the twenty six year old with a caretaker. Shout out to the thirty year old who can’t buy their own house.

Shout out to young disabled people. We exist.

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and then they cat napped together 🙂‍↕️

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"quick meal for when you're low on spoons!" *involves chopping vegetables* *uses a stove* *includes condiments* *involves letting something set/rest/simmer* *requires multiple kitchen items that will need to be washed* *estimated prep time: 30–45 minutes*