I Love Scheduling Posts But Now I'm Obsessed. I Need One For Every Single Day Ever

MY WISDOM

DELETE DATING APP TODAY

GRANOLA BAR MULTIPACK

EMBRACE TRANSGENDER

STEAL FROM THE MALL

3500K LIGHT BULB LAMP

PLAY OUTSIDE WITH FRIENDS

TAKE ITEMS FROM GROUND

SIT DOWN WHEN POSSIBLE

MAKE ART EVEN IF ITS BAD

STUFFED ANIMAL

Now consider: a man in a dress. Not in drag or all dressed up or anything. No accessories, no makeup or styling, just wearing the dress, some ratty boxers and muddy sneakers. No socks or stockings, hairy legs in the open air, just raw dogging those nasty shoes. Hair mildly damp. Visibly sleep-deprived. Bruises on shoulders, elbows and knees, left palm bleeding. Sitting on a curb on the street, shivering, looking wretched, and absolutely miserable.

I forgot where I was going with this.

Apparently boomer Democrats are having meltdowns over a gen-z progressive who is primarying an 80 year old Democrat because she "went on trans podcasts" and wore a Charizard kigurumi

EVERYONE LOOK SCAMPI IS GENDERFLUID

I love cracking my bones. I'm like a fidget toy but more emotionally complex

Nothing reassures me that my boyfriend loves me more than when he wants me there while he's in full Lizard Mode - sleepy, already asleep, headache, sick, anything that's got your brain running on skeleton crew, wholly focused on survival and comfort. Nothing matters except being in a dark, quiet place, horizontal, and comfy. Communicating in eepy grumbles. Expressing distaste that I am not cuddled up to him. Letting me know when he wants to be the little spoon. He doesn't have the processing power for contemplating people pleasing, he just wants me there because having me there is genuinely preferable to not having me there.

Poor man functioning on one brain cell and he'll use it to grab my ass just to make sure that it's still there.

a professor told his class “consciousness doesnt exist. there are only neurons”

a student stood up “would you eat a raw egg and then drink oil and vinegar?”

“no” the professor replied.

“would you eat mayonnaise? perhaps on a sandwich or with some fries”

“of course” the professor replied, unsure of the purpose of this inquiry.

“mayonnaise is made from these very things and yet when combined, new properties arise.”

the professor was astounded. “what is your name?” he demanded

“shadow the hedgehog” said the student

Happy Neil Day! Please enjoy the very rare alternate Neil images!

Greetings Transgenders... I am happy to anounce that today you are extra visible to me. I can see you so clearly. I am looking at you. I am nodding and smiling. I will continue to look at you with both of my eyes wide open for the rest of the day. I will not blink until midnight. Happy Trans Gender Day Of Visibility!!!!!!!!

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