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When you are young,
They assume you know nothing
Beware the autumn people.
“The Kangaroo did not look at you" -Katy Gale
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I haven’t known how to say this out loud. How to tell people. But I guess you just say it.

Howl died in March. We came home one Saturday after running errands and his leg that commonly bothered him was bothering him. The next day he was having more trouble and by Monday he was paralyzed. We took him to the vet and he had slipped discs in his back and because he had hemophilia, surgery was not a good option. Once he was sedated and he was able to lay down, he chose to snuggle with us and we discovered that he had bruises on his legs from dragging them around. It was just too much for him to recover from. We had to make the choice to let him go so he wouldn’t suffer. He was in so much pain.

But I wish he could have gotten better, I wish things could be different. I miss him so much. It’s so hard to exist and be without him.

For a little dog who was only given 3 years to live, he made it to 10 and he was the best boy that ever was. And I’ll never be the same.

#howl#howls moving castle#grief
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defectivegembrain
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kholran

It’s finally happened.

After almost a decade on this site, I found another Tumblr user in the wild. I stopped to tie my shoe with rainbow laces this morning outside the silversmith at Colonial Williamsburg, and I heard it.

“I like your shoelaces.”

Oh. Oh no.

I responded the only way I could. “Thanks.” And then I reluctantly added, “I stole them from the president…and if that makes sense to you, I’m very sorry.”

The poor man, in full Colonial dress, stared at me for a long moment. And then burst into laughter. And said, “I haven’t thought about that in YEARS and this has never happened to me before.”

Yeah. Me neither. Not until today.

Tumblr rite of passage. Achievement unlocked.

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beggars-opera

@victoriansecret I found your friend!!!

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hellsite-hall-of-fame

THIS IS AMAZING

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werewolfpurfect
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werewolfetone

The way the submarine thing is being talked about online is bizarre also because I've seen soooo many posts talking about how the passengers deserved it but like. comparatively little direct hatred towards the company that put them in this situation lol

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werewolfetone

It's all "lmaoooo fucking idiots why would you pay for that you deserve it" why aren't we angry that there was a company offering to do this that KNEW that it was unsafe and yet kept doing it. why are we hating on the people who got into the death trap more than the company that puts people in a death trap. seems to me that the people who made the submarine have a wee bit more responsibility here than the people who paid to get into the submarine

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werewolfetone

Like the people who made the sub complained about the existence of safety regulations in general and you're upset with the passengers who paid to be on it?

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netherworldpost

My Cousin, in the Addams Tradition

When you review Addams Family genealogy, it is… a mess. Sometimes Fester is Gomez’s brother, other time Morticia’s. Grand-mama similarly bounces around.

Cousins and uncles and aunts are all mentioned frequently, rarely making an onscreen appearance, always having influence on one of the world’s foremost goth families.

Are we sure, truly, that these extended branches to the family tree are rooted in blood? For that matter, why would they need to be?

Found Family is an incredible trope — in fiction as well as real life — and the Addams assuredly participate.

I would wager even that to be an “Addams” is more of a self selected title! In a family that regales in villainy, tomfoolery, and rapscallion-olotry, there is simply no way they would seek blood tests to prove lineage.

Seek blood? Yes of course, but not to prove you belong. You belong, you’re family, you’re loved, you’re wanted (for crimes and charges to be disclosed later.)

I have begun introducing friends as “This is my cousin, in the Addams tradition.” I’ve begun writing “Cousin” next to their names on envelopes for cards.

Are you thus an Addams as well, my fellow?

Shall we dance?

Here in the moonlight, here in the graveyard?