# grown siblings fighting over tamagotchis
A show where you can tell the creator has actual siblings
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# grown siblings fighting over tamagotchis
A show where you can tell the creator has actual siblings
i wish pain killers worked on emotional pain lol
Thanks brain 👍
'you have x many followers' those r cadavers girl. corpses. abandoned vessels of blogs who once were. its the apocalypse in there. its me and my 5 mutuals against the world.
every snape moment ever: goblet of fire (18/23)
I love this edits so much! Thanks for all People make this fucking masterpieces! 🖤
i love how the impractical jokers hug each other when something funny happens. it’s like an automatic reaction… hug the bros
shoutout to the autistic AFAB ppl in particular who are bad at masking and/or pretty quickly labeled as autistic (or a general "weird").
I see a lot of people talking about how being AFAB and raised with certain (sexist) expectations makes us better at pretending to be socially adept & acting allistic, but i would also like to give a shoutout to those of us who got labeled "weird girls" and "annoying" and "stuck-up" and "unpopular". those of us who were/are excluded from friend groups and heavily bullied by allistic girls in ways we may not even realize were bullying until years later. It was/is not your fault, you didn't/don't deserve it, and you do not have to give into the pressure to be "normal".
be weird. be annoying. be autistic. You're allowed. @ autistic AFABs who can mask, too, actually. You do not have to be The Popular Girl(TM). You do not have to fit into the expectations of an allistic society.
-luv, an autistic trans dude who is horseshit at this masking nonsense.
Happy Holidays!
The most important thing is to live a fabulous life. As long as it’s fabulous I don’t care how long it is.
Happy Birthday Freddie Mercury | 5 September 1946
The ceiling stopped spinning for me. Is it still spinning for you? Holy shit. No.
How would you like some Tiki Death Punch?
I was younger than you are now, when I was given my first command I led my men straight into a massacre, I witnessed their deaths firsthand I made every mistake, and felt the shame rise in me And even now I lie awake, knowing history has its eyes on me
it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.
you can only reblog this today.