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Getting wiped with mamma

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I don't think the Trinity is that hard to understand or explain. o:

I usually think of it like this:

You have a friend; they have 3 jobs.

They have a job as a engineer, a cashier, and a janitor.

You wouldn't go to your friend in each job and ask "Are you the same guy I know????" - You know it's the exact same friend at each job, even though they're doing something different at each job.

Or think of it in gaming terms:

It's like someone with three different characters in a game. They switch between each character whenever needed, but you know it's the exact same person controlling each character, despite the different skills/class abilities.

Heck, even further think of someone who changes their hair color + style every day. You don't question or ask if they're the same person from when you first saw them. You know it's the same person, just different presentation.

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Right? Just enough for some very mild open-eyed visuals. I could do without the incessant yawning though

favourite drug by far is lsd. just a.. normal amount. its the most hallucinogenic euphoric lock in substance that puts me directly in the driver seat. i see what they were on about back in the day. it's good for an outdoor day, a movie day, a computer day, a clean the entire house day. the mushroom drags me kicking and screaming by my hair and throws me ass over teakettle into the swamp of my emotions.

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at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you

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Not even myself 🤷‍♂️

I dont care abut anybody when im gintonic

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have you lot heard about the tiktoker who’s taking on the actual government over a parking ticket? because she’s a hero

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Critical support to the onlyfans star I'm reading an interview with whose scaling 'nurture lucrative parasocial relationships with paying fans' by training a chatbot on her history of messages and content and running it 24/7 to create instances for each fan who messages her.

But also lmaoooo

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As a kid I deeply wanted to live in a wizard’s study like the ones from Sword in the Stone and the Wizardology books, and the older I get the more I realize that A) I’ve more or less achieved this, and B) most of the things in my room came from gifts.

My grandfather gave me a marten skull. My mom gave me an incense burner in the shape of a cauldron. My grandmother gave me a shrieking red-eyed goat mask with real goat horns she smuggled out of Mexico. My sister gave me a plush raven. At this point I fully believe that wizards like the ones in Sword in the Stone and the Wizardology books never bought a thing. It’s all gifts

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Cicada-shaped hanging basket, Kansai, Japan, circa 1915–1950. Bamboo (madake variety), rattan, wood, and metal.

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✨️ The Enrichment has Enriched! ✨️

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I have come to admit that my own toxic trait is that i DO hold a quiet disdain for people who think that putting flatpack furniture together is hard. Why is IKEA furniture in particular regarded as some Ultimate Test for Couples - "If you build it without killing each other, he's the one, haha!" ???? Like, listen, I get it, i've got a fuck'd wrist nowadays so I DO find that hammering peg A into slot B is considerably more difficult than it used to be, but the task ITSELF? It's like building lego, y'all. Except that at the end of it, you end up with not just some sort of miniature spaceship (admittedly very cool, if not particularly useful) but a functional and stylish side table. It's the perfect enrichment. I smashed together three Billy bookcases last summer with nothing but a screwdriver, a pencil, and the love in my heart, and I had the time of my life. Do you, too, not feel a thrill in your heart at the satisfying feeling of a cam lock twisting into place? Do not the tiny little crinkly bags of screws remind you of candy wrappers to be torn open and piled gleefully upon the floor, like a child at Halloween emptying your haul onto the living room carpet? Am I the freak, or are you? I am willing to accept the former but i die on this hill regardless