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Reblog if your blog is safe for Trans women

Y’all are beautiful and I love all of you!!!!

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I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING

RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO

COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER

FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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BloNDe

queer as in gay but also queer as in unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

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You also have these baby teenage mutant ninja turtles to protect you.

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Because people hate vegetables and don’t want to eat them. :)

(You should still take the vaccine though, it’s very important, I was just joking about the vegetables.)

🤷🏼‍♂️

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When people find out that my dog is afraid of men: Oh, the poor thing must have been traumatized when she was younger! Poor baby, I just want to hold and comfort her and let her know she’s safe.

When people find out that I, an adult human woman, am afraid of men: Um, not *all* men, sweetie. You can’t go your whole life being afraid. Get over it.

When my dog was allowed to get a hysterectomy: She doesn’t need to have puppies to have a happy, healthy like with her adoptive family.

When I, an adult human woman, want to get a hysterectomy: But having children will make you happy! You might change your mind!

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let boys cry.

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Me: questioning my sexuality for the 15th time today.

Sees this post: Yeah no, I’m very much gay. I mean these ladies are so beautiful, and the swords. And the huge fox *chefs kiss*. I just love everything about this. Leroy van Vliet you have blessed my eyes and I thank you for it :)

Art by Leroy van Vliet

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Concentration camps are opening in Russia.

Do not let us die again, we where left once before because of a part of ourselves we can’t control.

Don’t let is die, don’t ignore our cries.

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https://www.potatopro.com/news/2020/after-twenty-years-pringles%C2%AE-get-new-look

This is a disgrace to all potatos in the world. (or whatever pringles are made of)

they did what to my boi pringles?

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I will be watching with Statler and Waldrof as you complete this task. Good luck on this mission, may the muppets force be with you.

ATTENTION

I AM ON A MISSION. I AM GOING TO FOLLOW EVERY FUCKING BLOG ON THIS SITE. ALL OF THEM. HELP ME ACHIEVE THIS GOAL, INTERNET STRANGERS, BY REBLOGGING THIS POST AND I WILL FOLLOW ALL WHO REBLOG IT. E V E R Y O N E.

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This is beyond hilarious! Read it, I promise it’s worth it in the end.

I can’t believe they oblitered straight men like that

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Todoroki - COLD Soba

Kageyama - Milk

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The problem is that the self that you became convinced was the real you is a phantom that exists only as an abstraction in your mind—animated by the conflicted emotional energy of separation. It’s about as real as last night’s dream. And when you stop thinking it into existence, it has no existence at all. That’s why it is false—which begs the question, who or what is the real you? At the core of the false self is a void of deficiency derived from an essential turning away from one’s own divinity, either out of natural development, despair, or simply by succumbing to the trance of the world with all its masks of deception and harsh obligation to conform to its insanity. The false self orbits around this vacuous abyss at its core, in silent terror of its nameless, faceless threat of oblivion. The false self is both an obstacle and a doorway through which you must pass on your way to awakening to the dimension of being. As you pass through the void of self, the identification with self dies, either temporarily or permanently, and you are revealed (reborn) to be a presence. Presence is not a self in any conventional sense. It has no shape or form, no age or gender. It is an expression of universal being, the formless substance of existence. Presence is not subject to birth or death; it is not of the world of “things.” It is the light and radiance of consciousness in which entire worlds arise and pass away.

Adyashanti (via lazyyogi)

Thank you, I forgot how much I enjoyed having existential crisises at 11pm at night. 

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I am obsessed with this song. Been listening to it for the past 2 hours while drawing.

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I would simply pass away. Too much time and commitment. I’ll stick to stuffing whatever gifts I have into Walmart bags and stapling them closed thank you very much. (props to those who do this though, I mean it looks really cool but I could never)

My current favourite tiktok trend is the one where people wrap presents to look like something they're not and some people get ridiculous with it

Like:

✨The dedication ✨

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i love this song. 

listen to it, you won’t regret it.