Try Stuff. Put Plants In Your Room Even If You Aren’t The Best At Caring For Them. Attempt That Dessert

Someone on TikTok said that bitches with anxiety love the enemies to lovers trope because the idea of having someone see all of our negative traits first and then still fall in love with us is really comforting since we worry that if someone sees our negative traits after they fall in love, they’ll leave us.

It’s me, I’m bitches.

If you don’t have a crazy dancing Spider-Man gif on your blog then you’re doing it wrong.

reblog for good luck ;)

Due to popular request, here are some dividers inspired by Greek gods:

Zeus

Poseidon

Hades

Hermes

Apollo

Dionysus

Hephaestus

Ares

Hypnos

what the fuck is going on at the local walmart

Body language is completely unique to every single individual person and the science of body language is almost if not completely unreliable and if I have to listen to one more person claim they can “read” me by my body language I’m gonna flip.

MULTIPLE people in my life have told me they can “tell” I’m “self conscious” because I look at my feet when I walk and they say it like they want me to open up about some social insecurities, like I have some wall they’re about to break down and we’ll have a moment

And I tell them the same truth every single time:

As a kid we had two MASSIVE Holly trees in the backyard and my dad and my uncle, both well meaning but perhaps poor planners, said “yes a great place for a swing set is directly beneath those.”

So they built it there and the issue is that entire section of yard was a Minefield of dried Holly leaves with one final mission before they became dirt which was to Stab themselves into a child’s foot

And being that my siblings and I had some feral rage aversion to wearing shoes, we took to running to the swings on our tiptoes, staring at the ground for the leaves

And to this DAY I still look at the ground when I walk out of habit formed by a decade of that

And NO body language guide and NO BBC Sherlock wannabe would EVER source that

You know what the second I stopped saying “I wish I had a friend who-“ and started being “the friend who-“ my life has gotten 100% more fulfilling

During a sea-based battle on the Argo II, a fish got blasted out the water and onto the deck:

Percy, carefully putting it back in the water with the rest of its group: Stay in school kid.

Nico, facepalming: Oh my god.

Jason, absolutely cackling: I get it!

PSA: wear a condom on Valentine's day. We don't need anymore libras and scorpios.

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