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* body language masterlist
* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does
* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said
* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
* some more body language help
(hope this helps some ppl)
The Australian Ballet is doing Alice in Wonderland again and on one hand I’ve seen it before, and on the other, their Queen of Hearts has my favourite costume in anything every
am taking perverse pleasure in reminding people it's 2025. that's a star trek year. silly little science fiction number. except it's happening, and DANG ain't it underwhelming!
the emotion i just experienced is kind of indescribable
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Remember: the more difficult you make it for them to realize a report is false, the more useless you make the portal.
The way that this story is near identical to me. Hello there, I am the avatar of queer, an agender pansexual who started wearing cargo pants after discovering then in the 6th grade back to school clothes shopping.
when i was a kid i had moments of being so fucking diabolical because i realized at some point the best way to leverage power over my family was to do shit that would make everybody late
reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead
FOR PARENTS OF YOUNG KIDS IN THE US!
Someone over on bluesky posted this and I figured I'd better repost it here. It's the pre-RFK 2025 vaccination schedule for babies and young children, ya know, just in case it mysteriously disappears. Save this and give it to your child's pediatrician; tell them this is the schedule you want your child on.
Heh, time for the angst. Later on, when another match was planned and she texted him about it he didn't respond. So she asked again the next day and yet, still no response. At first she had though he had forgotten his phone in another room while reading, but not checking it 2 days in a row made her concerned. Getting her Er-ge to bring her over to his apartment was not even the hardest part, it was the fact that Yuan-ge was ignorant for another day that spiked her worry.
When Er-ge knocked, there was no response. It wasn't open, so no one had broken in. He unlocked the door and the smell hit her. It was terrible, like the dumpsters in the city all in one space.
"YUAN-GE?!" she cried in question, waiting for a response, praying for something. She had read enough novels to know that horrid smell, but never imagined she would know it for herself.
Running through the hallways to the room where her brother resided.
"Why do you not love me anymore Yuan-ge~?" She whined as he lougned next to her. She dramatically fell into his lap, earning a wince for her efforts.
He had always been somewhat sickly, as their rather common hospital visits showed throughout their childhood. Strength always avoided him, from his bones to his immune system, he was nye skin and bones at all times. But, he made up for it in brain and wit. A wind may blow him over, but not before he finds every flaw of its existence and made it's own mother disapointed in it.
"It's not that I don't love you, I just can't get out that often Sui-mei. I wish I could go but I still have to finish this chapter, and it's pollen season."
She crashed into the room, something that Yuan-ge would never have allowed finding what she had prayed not to.
The source of the smell-
Airplanes death actually wasn't an accident. Shen Yuan's little sister went to her school's sports match to cheer for her friends and the guys asked "your brother didn't come with you this time...?" And she answered he was busy bingereading some novel and the team members all wished death on the authour so hard the universe had to kill Shang Qinghua