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thing that should be included in travel guides more often: the culture concerning ordering outside the menu at a restaurant.

self-gatekeeping, where I'm like 'I haven't been into this long enough/haven't seen all of this/don't know the people behind this -what if it's actually problematic', so I refuse to wear merch, or show fanart

I feel like you knew all along.

You knew how we would end up & it makes it all that much more cruel.

Fingers smell like death. It carves into your nails, Like your nails carved into them

Smoke in your hair, ashes on your jacket

Was not a murder, But you weren't a killer before tonight.

⚰️Happy Halloween!

Onks kukaan nähny hetkeen sitä ketjua, missä ihmiset liimailee pro-maahanmuuttotarroja natsiroskan päälle? Oon koittanu ettiä sitä, mut miun luovuus tagien suhteen loppu ilmeisesti kesken, enkä onnistunu selaamaan niin pitkälle tykkäyksissäkään :/

my hat's missing, this scarf used to be blue

but it matters not as I'm here with you <3

Snowed in

'Wake up' she says in the littlest voice. It's a gentle request rather than a demand, and it leaves me unable to be as annoyed as I'd sometimes like to be. Not that she uses this power overtly. Then, I think, she might soon run out. 'All right, button.. What is it?' I mutter, pushing my covers aside. 'I need to use the stove.' A quick wash-up later I follow her downstairs. The setup in the kitchen tells me exactly how urgently the stove was 'needed'. She's measured milk into a kettle with two mugs, which now sit on the counter, cocoa powder put in. A spoonful for me, three and one sugar for her, peppermint for both. She sits by in her pyjamas, frizzy head drooping. Only after we both have a steaming mug in front of us, do I address the offence 'You know, hot chocolate isn't really an emergency. I mean how early is it, anyway?' She shrugs. 'At least we'll get ya to school on time..' 'There's no school today.' I acknowledge her with a hum. Looking out the window, where white fluff is still floating around, I slowly come to the realization she's waken me, so that we could do nothing, together, for as long as possible. I point this out to her, scoldingly, but the twinkle in her eyes says she knows I'm not mad. I put the mugs into the sink with last night's dinner dishes, and pour water into the emptied kettle. I figure since we're up before the alarms, we have a few hours to waste for pleasure.

This person owns three computer mice. Two are broken, one they borrowed to a friend.

any week end plans ;) <3 ;D

I’m actually going to lapland tomorrow to spend some time with my awesome sisters. You have a nice weekend too, mr. anonymous 😏