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I'm starting a collection

a quick cat because I’ve been procrastinating agaiN

fucking goldfish tiktok made me cry bro

Knitting question: what project do you regret completing? Like, the one that should have frogged?

The fucking neon blanket.

I can't find a picture of it but I want you to imagine hubris given physical form. This blanket, this fucking blanket was knitted by holding SEVEN strands of yarn together on size 32 needles. I knit it from the inside out and only stopped when I was out of yarn. It was massive. Too massive. It worked as a weighted blanket but it was so hard to actually pick up and move around. I never weighed it but it was just. Too much blanket. Washing it was almost impossible. I had to drag it to a Laundromat to find a washer big enough only to discover that when it was wet IT WAS TOO HEAVY TO PICK UP i literally had to drag it over to the dryers this defeating the purpose of cleaning it

In the end I donated it to a thrift store because I couldn't picture dragging that stupid blanket around for the rest of my life.

choose your fav flower friend

A pair of corvids are observed perched silently atop a street light during a misty morning in coastal California. ♡

The same-sex marriage equality law has been published in Thailand’s Royal Gazette:

After 120 days of its publication, couples will be able to begin registering for marriages on January 22, 2025.

WELL DONE, THAILAND! 😍😍😍

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(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”

(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”

Living with a singer

Cerberus by Paul Rumsey (2012)

I’ve been waiting a year to post this

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I’ve been waiting since March to post this…

this image can only be shared on Thursday, Sept. 12

R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit

reading poetry forces you to ask wrenching, necessary, impossible questions, like "is the author stupid? or am I?"

i wish i was born as someone who could handle life