Is it bad I just reblog my whole dash?
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djseinfeld
I’m resharing this because I too have a dark side
jucked
it’s called a shadow, idiot
canyoncruise
no shadow is the black and red one you dont know anything about sonic
Do you ever think about friend trios in kingdom hearts do you do you
been meaning to make this post for ages but something about cTommy choosing to love animals that either actively hurt him or just cannot love him back. in minecraft you can tame birds and dogs and cats and horses and lamas and what does cTommy choose? a spider that will jump him the moment the sun sets and a cow that doesn't know any better. do you think sam passes by his house with Fran and shakes his head when Tommy scolds shroud for trying to bite him? does he drag Fran away when her hackles raise despite agreeing with her? do you think ranboo ever silently thought how frustrating it was that Tommy couldn't have settled for a wolf or a cat that could teleport half the journey home when he tried to retrieve Henry from the vault with Tommy? do you think dream grumbled while trying to drag Henry to said vault with a lead and some wheat, muttering about what a waste of time this all was-- over a creature that wasn't of any worth alive? do you think all of those people who tried to destroy Tommy's house over and over got so close to killing shroud just because he was in the way and was a pest by design?
do you ever think Tommy ever felt like he wasn't of any worth alive? do you ever think Tommy ever felt like he was a pest by design?
what if c!clingy bodyswapped during exile/nlm arc 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫
he is DETERMINED to cuddle with the kitty that doesn’t like him lmao
LITTLE MAN WAS SUCCESSFUL!!!
ocd is not fucking destigmatized
"intrusive thought" gets thrown around by assholes talking about putting strainers on their heads or stepping on a leaf who in the next sentence will say "if your thoughts are about actually hurting people they should put you in a psych ward". compulsions and rituals get seen as proof you're "crazy". ocd insight CAN be delusional, even. pocd and sexual ocd is especially demonized, though even something as "harmless" (to others. not *us*) as contamination OCD is still mocked, belittled, and seen as a sign something is fundamentally wrong with you. I have seen people twice my age advocate for violence against anyone who thinks the way I've been forced by my mental illness to think since i was 6, maybe 7 years old.
OCD is not destigmatized.
Anonymous asked:
shadow the hedgehog meets bluey real
i don't remember to context of this ask but. yeah
ID: a grayscale digital art piece of Bluey from Bluey and Shadow the Hedgehog. Shadow is kneeling to be at Bluey’s height, while Bluey holds a photorealistic gun.
Shadow says: “Go do some crimes.”
Bluey responds: “Oooh, which ones?”
Shadow says: “Try killing a man in cold blood first.”
Bluey responds: “Okay!”
End ID.
You know that study that found when doing a blind taste test the majority of people prefer pepsi over coca cola so coke changed their recipe to taste more like pepsi, and people actually liked the new coke a lot less because the people who were buying coke didn't want it to taste like pepsi they wanted their coke to taste like coke. That's what a lot of the new changes tumblr is working on feel like.
mad at myself for not talking about the chaos emeralds are sonic's parents idea bc the comedic gold that comes out of it is amazing btw.
chaos emeralds when seeing sonic after 2 days: OH MY GOSH ITS SONIC :D OUR BOOOY OUR BABY BOOOY. ITS OUR LITTLE GUY OUR BEAUTIFUL SON HI SONIC HI SONIC HI SONIC HI SONIC
sonic seeing the chaos emeralds: hey look its the chaos emeralds
Shoutout to the hackberry tree in our back yard that we think is dead every single spring because it puts out leaves like 3 weeks later than every other hackberry in the area but then later in the summer it's always literally fine
Good evening to the next door neighbor's American sycamore that they bought a lil over 25 years ago as just a stick, which is now like 70 feet tall and extends its branches vastly wide and made sycamore seedlings in every pot and flower bed I have.
She is one of the formative trees of my childhood. I remember, before the neighbors built the fence, sitting underneath her branches in a light rain and staying completely dry because of the protection of her huge leaves
Miss you, grove of black walnut trees that grew behind the hundred year old farm house where I lived as a kid. Last year I tore off a leaf from a tree that grows at the place where the road changes to gravel cut off by a cattle gate, and the smell brought the memory rushing back.
I remember you, white pine. You were easy to climb and so tall I could easily get higher than the second story windows. You tolerated all the contraptions my friends and I rigged in your branches.
I love you, oak trees at the corners of the yard in the house I grew up in; you were like a fortress grove around my home. My mom used to say that all your leaves made her appreciate the concept of infinity -- for no matter how many leaves you shed, they were not infinite.
I miss you, linden tree outside my sister's bedroom. Your leaves were impossibly huge, so it looked like she lived in a treehouse. And as your saplings sprang up every summer, my swing set became like a jingle or enchanted forest. And my mom always pruned the suckers off, anyway, and they made great magic staffs and bows and swords, and, later, wands.