I Feel Like This Is Important To Pass Around So That We Can Kick Up A Stink About It, So Yeah. Sorry

reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break

Personally I think that miles only gels down flyaways because ain’t nobody got hair that sticks that smoothly to their head. I think Phoenix’s hair is just made of chaos incarnate which is why it happens to be like that.

The mutualTM…..

Yknow when you see a post and you're like "oh I have to reblog this for The Mutual" and then you scroll up and you see that the one who reblogged it is The Mutual

Can you get me antacids please? My acid reflux is kicking my ass

My shopping cart rn: twizzler nibs, nerds clusters, barkleys cinnamon pastilles, retinol

Ahahaha not me looking at other fanfics characterization and sweating while trying to remind my frail ego that I’m doing this because I was bored and it’s fun, and some people actually just happened to like it.

This is the best explanation I could come up with for why it takes me so long to do updates sometimes when, at other times, I’m typing them up like clockwork.

Happy almost Christmas Day you guyssss

This dude. Like yeah, I remember my shit most of the time, but I still forget. But you want an extension in advance for this assignment that you literally forgot existed because it’s online only and you can’t hold it in your hands? Nope. Sucks to suck I guess. You literally freeze up during tests due to anxiety? Sorry bud, can’t do nothing for ya.

"contract grading" "only 4 absences or you drop to an F" "in this class we will be teaching about disabilities. attendance is mandatory and i do not accept late work" "please respond to at least two of your peers in this discussion post" "people with autism need time to decompress in a classroom environment. your class is four hours long with a 7 minute break." "we like to let students learn the way THEY want to learn. please buy our 150 dollar textbook."

Something I think about a lot is how as a kid, I picked a bunch of wildflowers for my mom.

I didn’t know what they were, just that they were tall and dainty, and pretty, not to mention they were everywhere.

I knew when I was little that something was very wrong between her and my dad, but seeing me come in, with random bits of dirt on my face (and somehow in my ears too) and all over my hands seemed to make her light up for a moment. She’d even scold me a little when I would bring in a bushel so thick our usual vases and glasses wouldn’t fit them. Even in spite of me picking the yard of our house clean of flowers, those dainty purple stalks would pop back up within weeks like I hadn’t just overharvested what me and my parents thought at the time were random lawn weeds.

Now that I’m older and a bit wiser (and don’t cause a wake of biological destruction in my path), and I know what was actually happening in that house, I think it’s funny. Especially since I’m really fond of flowers and floriography.

I was giving her blue toadflax. That especially looking back on it now is painfully ironic. It’s not a typical bouquet flower, but it does have a meaning.

It’s been a long while since I found the site that listed one of its meanings, but it symbolizes protection, and was said to ward off curses and hexes, or even land stewardship. Others said it symbolized joy and vitality. Emphasis on the protective aspect, and it being a stubborn, determined pioneer plant- you can probably argue resilience too.

I was giving her a fucking protection charm and neither her nor I even knew it. Not until I was like fifteen and saw the flowers again and was like “hmm I wonder what these mean, I used to give them to my mom all the time.”

Damn it if the universe ain’t a petty poetic bitch then what is it even?

GOD I WANT A CAT SO FUCKING BAD MAN

The void is hungry

I now know how to describe my dog when he sprints inside the house because the grass is wet and he doesn’t like having wet feet

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