tbh the fact that cats purr was an unnecessary bonus we don't always acknowledge. they're already cute and baby and little and soft and make silly noises and do funny shit. but they also like to cuddle and make a soothing pleasant noise to indicate they are happy when they cuddle you? huge. huge for the human race.

one of the greatest tragedies in life is that you will always be loved more than you will ever know. someone in class finds your presence inviting and warm, even if you’ve only ever exchanged a few words with them—maybe none at all. someone on the street loves your smile and it gets them down the next few streets. someone you used to be friends with still wishes to fondly call your name. someone you used to be friends with five years ago would give anything to be in the same room as you today. someone who regularly comes into work is disappointed when you aren’t there to brighten their day. someone missed you today. someone noticed you were gone. someone loves you when you’re there; someone loves you when you’re nowhere to be found at all. you think you have always disappeared when you’re no longer in the picture, but you’ve never left the frame.

bro are you okay you reblogged the post about being loved fifteen times again

I will reblog this as often as people need to understand this

googled my symptoms and turns out I have to have a pretty girl kiss me

Eeting himb.

How i sleep knowing I’ll never bring a child into this world

christian rock bands are a backbone genre in the amv scene

christian rock band making a song: i dedicate this one to you jesus

unwell 12 year old girl who is a couple years away from having a gender crisis: this is so naruto and sasuke

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it’s water off a duck’s back thursday friday. nothing can bother me on water off a duck’s back thursday friday

why is pride always in summer. what about the dykes that can't tolerate the heat huh. what about us. I mean them.

bitches will have the scared disorder and be like why am i so scared

alien cats 💚‼️

everybody say thank you fat femmes

Every time I see a duck I think to myself that I want to pick up that duck. There is a sort of quality of the duck that makes it feel like the act of picking up the duck would somehow be analogous to those strange videos where people use knives to cleanly cut through multilayered cakes. There would be a sort of accumulative act even without taking permanent possession of the duck. It would rather be more like pulling the lever on some ancient machine which makes a counter increase by one. The duck is the lever. I hope my meaning is clear to you all?

Bro… You need to go to California.