GUYS My Grandma Just Sent Me Pictures She Took Of Foxes Playing In Her Snow-covered Yard And They're

guy i vaguely know in class impromptu invited me to join the conga line of Feliz Navidad and like. as people we are quite different. as for worldviews, again, quite different. but in that moment, my rainbow ring standing out against his white shirt as I joined the line behind him, we were the same. just two people excited to sing Feliz Navidad and march around an auditorium with a bunch of Spanish speakers

Merry Christmas y'all. Feliz Navidad. We're all people in the end.

VANDALF

the best thing about owning sourdough bread is that you get to eat sourdough bread

update on this I did teach a person how to drive stick exactly one (1) time and then I proceeded to wreck the car on the freeway

current mood im experiencing

i should do something with all my liked posts

like reblog them, perchancge?

shoutout to the homies who make themselves carsick on accident by spinning in a swivel chair too much (I'm homies)

I was actually explaining this to a friend like "imagine things you have to do are staircases. Sometimes they just have like. So many steps. And sometimes I can get up the stairs super easy but sometimes they are really long staircases and I don't have the energy to do more than one thing because each staircase is so long and I don't know which one to pick because they both need to get done but I already know I can only pick one, tops" and he wordlessly pulled out this post

having one of those executive function days where everything is too many steps

as long as the DM is "hey can we be friends" and not "hey 😏 wanna be friends 😏😘"

Reblog if

It’s 104% okay to come to your DM and just say, “Hi, can we be friends?” And then start asking you random questions.

I would also like to introduce the concept of touch ARFID. You finally get out of touch starvation but actually it's only okay if it's like. One person specifically. Perhaps two, or five, but any person not on your safe touch list and you will get nauseous, you will get so revoltingly sick, and you know you have to expand your palate and just "not be bothered" by the occasional shoulder tap of an unsafe touch person because normal people are fine with it why can't you be? but it makes you so violently sick to your stomach and you curl up and do anything to make that touch go away, it wasn't meant to affect you but here you are

It took you so long to get accustomed to each new person you integrated into your safe persons list. It was agonizing at first but it was something you were willing to do because of all you'd been through together, the two of you, and you trust them to the end of the earth, and over time their touch became as dear to you as their presence.

But any of these other "normal" people? Forget it

touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know