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Getting emotional over dead people

@sybilhallward

25 | she/they | queer | history and fashion history nerd | dad jokes (d)adjacent | no exclusionism allowed

😭😭 I love piggies so much

So all that time my mom said “your room is a pigsty” she was complimenting me

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I thought everyone would appreciate knowing there was an update cause someone sent her a bouquet to decorate her place 🥺

Went to the zoo today and they had these Arabian Oryxes but one of them found a hat somebody presumably dropped in the enclosure and was playing with it

He managed to get it on too. Looking stylish my friend

The bulk sale of mechanical pencils is what’s wrong with this country…. To encourage the quick disposal of this elegant device that was originally conceived to be refillable and modular…. Trying desperately to recreate the ecstasy of a bouquet of freshly sharpened wooden pencils… we should each be given one mechanical pencil at birth and only given a new one if there is a fire

i love men that know when to just shut their fucking mouth

i’ve never met one

but i love the concept

but if I guy said this about a girl ??? ? ??

but if a mouse said this about a kia sorento ??? ? ??

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after inputting some complex algorithms into my super computer i’ve determined what tumblr will look like in the year 2020

i love how this comes back after every shitty update staff makes

imagine you are fifteen years old taking your little sister to the grocery store because your dad is busy and your grandmother is old and you need food. as you turn a corner you accidentally ram your shopping cart into God with a capital G and he promises to show you the world you’ve never seen from inside the ten square miles of your hometown in exchange for your company. you hate the risk but your demigod sister has untapped potential and an unrelenting determination to get ghost, so you follow God with a capital G through heaven and hell and back. God with a capital G is twelve and wiser than even your grandmother and treats everything like a game and he’s your brother now and suddenly you would (and have and will) kill and die for him. your first love becomes a different god and you add her name to the list of things (your childhood, your vulnerability, your parents, your safety) you don’t have the time to grieve right now (or ever) and you become a man on foreign soil and your dad isn’t there to see it. you are fifteen and God with a capital G’s best friend and your little sister– sisters, now– are the most powerful demigods on the planet and you are the only one keeping three divine tweens focused on saving the world and you are still not allowed to say fuck.

I thought this was the strangest short fiction I’d ever read until I checked the tags. Yeah, I guess ATLA is kinda crazy isn’t it