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i find it difficult to comprehend the fact that the human mind is capable of enjoying both korn and chopin nocturnes

soup....shooup...schooup...soUP. SOUP.,.! soup. god i lvoe soup. man i just. dSoup. people ask me how im aroace. its cause soup exists you fucking idiot.s. youre out here being allo wasting your.e time while u could be eating soup. GOD i LOVE SOUP. man its just. so good. schhcocoleloep. slurp. soup. man i jt. how could you not love soup i dont understand

Hi, I'm sorry for reblogging that Octonauts post so much it just hit my autism

u gotta go where the 'tism calls‼️

"by gathering the sum of their consequences in the domain of their intelligence, by seizing and noting all their aspects, by outling their universe." what the fuck does that mean you philosophical baguette eater

What are all of your favourite bible verses? Why are they dear to you? Use this post as an excuse to speak all about them 💗

Start in November-

A perfectly respectable month,

When the clouds grow dim

And the trees are hardly awake,

Hibernating from the cold.

And when you start in november

Wakening on the first day

Up to sit and make your very first drink of the month

“Tea with lemon”, the poetic way of calling it

To sip it and realize you hate november

As you’re never going to work in such cold conditions.

Start in the evening-

When you just got home from work.

You thought last night: “perhaps I will get it done

When the sky turns gold and blue

And I can relax while doing so.”

But you realize quite soon

That you hate evenings with work

Evenings where one must arrive

Home from even more work

Just to simply start another task.

And you realize, once again

You’re never going to work in such hardworking conditions.

Start inside a cabin-

Arrive, just in time to set the fire

Watching snow outside the window

Falling long, but quietly.

Then relax so deeply into a blanket

(that only feels comfortable because it isn’t your own)

And realize you’re never going to work in such comfortable conditions.

Start upon a hill-

A quite romantic feeling.

Laying upon a hillside

Right next to a picnic basket filled with goods you made the day before.

Mountains reign before you

Of the most exemplary scenery.

For several minutes you watch the sky

The clouds going by uncomfortably fast

And the chilly breeze sweeping upon you.

Bugs start to crawl on the picnic blanket

And soon onto your hand.

In another world they might be ladybugs

But in this one they are simply inconveniences.

And you sit upon the grass

Stink bugs creeping up your legs

You realize you’ll never be able to work in such pest-infested conditions.

Start someday, sometime-

Until you cannot put it off.

not liking most current music artists is NOT a brag it means finding a musician i really like and thinking "oh hey wouldn't it be cool to see them live" and looking up their name only to find out they died 73 years ago

would u still love me if i metamorphosed into a giant dung beetle overnight

mlp with snails i call that the grand snalloping snala

IF YOUR KIDS HAVE THE EXACT SAME OPINIONS AS YOU, SOCIETY NEVER EVOLVES. if you get angry at your children for having ever so slightly less conservative opinions than you, please realize that if you probably did that yourself, and so did your parents, and so did theirs. if everyone thought the exact same as their parents did hundreds of years ago, we would still be burning people for alleged witchcraft and enslaving people. its really not that awful if your kids are being barely exposed to the "woke agenda" and having more liberal opinions than your generation because, fun fact, that's how society becomes more kind.