1) Make me hate our religion based laws/country even more 2) Say “fuck it. I’m learning to hack/code. If I’m gonna be charged the same with a pack of gum as a $5000 LV purse… Go big or go home. I have all the clothes and purses I’ll ever need. Let’s go steal some government data next".
Intentional misspellings and unusual handling of words is one of my favorite “minor” memes tbh I love it so much. Here are some of my all time favorites:
▪ Replacing “ck” with “cc” (ie. succ, thicc)
▪ Replacing “t” with “d” and vice-versa (ie. gotdamn,shid,blocket)
▪ Just… every kind of weird variation you can do with the word “fuck” (ie. fuckening, fucky)
▪ Weird jumbling of curse words that somewhat resemble something coherent (ie. mother fuck of a shit, shut the hell your mouth)
▪ Replacing a vowel in a word with another (ie. borger)
Hi all, it’s werelivingarts. I just stumbled across this method called ‘eat the frog’, which means you get the most difficult or important task out of your way first. I actually have been using this method for a long time, hope this post gives you a new way of managing your time and productivity! 😜 ❤️
“If it’s your job to eat a frog, it’s best to do it first thing in the morning. And if it’s your job to eat two frogs, it’s best to eat the biggest one first.” – Mark Twain
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Aye let’s play
“but there’s no reason for this character to be gay” do u think irl gay people are gay to advance a plot dude
Just because. 👏 You don’t. 👏 Like somebody. 👏 Doesn’t mean. 👏 You can. 👏 Disrespect. 👏 Their pronouns. 👏
Respecting somebody’s gender and pronouns isn’t optional under any circumstances. Not respecting calling somebody by their preferred pronouns is discrimination.
Respect everyone’s gender and pronouns don’t. You don’t get to pick and choose.
soft dresses in earthy tones, perhaps slightly worn at the edges
little scratches and cuts below your knees from thistles and brambles
hair loose and uninhibited, tousled slightly by the wind
hopping across stones over babbling brooks
running barefoot through grass and woodland
collecting wildflowers in a little straw basket
quietly humming and singing nonsensical rhymes
making daisy chains
rosy cheeks, pink lips and big eyes
flowers in hair and ribbons around wrists and ankles
laughing childishly, unprovoked and unrestrained
making small jam sandwiches cut into triangles, and eating them in picnics in the woods
dancing freely, twirling and laughing and stumbling without thought
secrets and mischief