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scumbugg:

afatbabe:

afatbabe:

If you’re not noticed, you’re still valid.

Like, if no ones gonna read it, you should still write it.

If no ones gonna see it, you should still do it.

If no ones gonna hear you, you should still say it.

You’re not measured by how people react to you.

You’re not measured by how people react to you.

lavenderandpear:

operationsc:

flubz:

you-or-your-memory:

carryonmy-assbutt:

merinnan:

myangelofthelord:

merinnan:

marimopet:

gotitforcheap:

if you’re american and coming to australia, I’m gonna go ahead and say that you should be 100 percent way more worried about being king hit by a dude named “dane” in a bintang singlet than any fucking spiders that exist here

what does this say in english

“Good sir, if you are a resident of the United States of America and coming to visit the sunny land of Australia, allow me to inform you that you should be rather more concerned about being sucker punched by a gentleman named ‘Dane’ who is likely to be seen wearing a wifebeater with a beer company logo on it than by any of the dangerous spiders that exist on this lovely continent”.

ok so what does it say in american

“You’re more likely to get sucker punched/cold-cocked by an asshole than you are to be bitten by a spider”.

thank you

Well rattle my spoons, that don’t make a lick of sense. Wot in tarnation does this hootenanny say?

“If ya mosey on by Australia, you best be fixin’ to get to some fisticuffs more’n checkin fer spiders.”

This is a Rosetta Stone for a single language

i hate it

wrestlingoutofcontext:

You can do it, put your back into it

phantomfractal:

The Fleshmaiden Dress 02

vahloks:

Purrrfect. When you’re not on edge, you’re taking up too much space

nightwonder7:

Fortunate I didn’t suggest force. You might have pulverized it.

frankensteinsbrides:

I want to forget! Who would choose to be alone, imprisoned by their own broken memories?

otherlandz:

You aren’t falling apart. You’re well beyond that. You’re just rattling along now. Dolls doing what little you can to gather the pieces as they fall away. But you don’t know how to properly reattach them—a doll does not repair itself. So you hug those brittle fragments to your chest until you simply cannot hug anymore. Until you’ve had to leave so many behind that you no longer remember what it is you’re missing .