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Posts by Cassie!
i dont think i can do this anymore
we have so little time in this world. why do people insist on hurting each other. maybe im just naive
fallin apart rn XD lol
a little cat looking down at you
what i wake up to most mornings πΌ
the feminine urge to stand on a mountain and howl at the moon
βget on your knees for me, kittenβ
ok *CRUNCH POP KRRRICK* sorry they just do that now
it was 50F this morning and i was freezing what the fuck its not even winter yet
i just listened to a six part series on him from Behind the Bastards and yah he is WAYYY more fucked than i ever thought.
hell yeah street sharks *and* tiny toons summer vacation hell yeah
Famous orange cat looks at camera and is angry (Garfield)
Harold, proud graduate of Gudger College.
I will never in all my years understand how people can just *completely* ignore service workers. Not even a βgood morningβ or βexcuse meβ π€·ββοΈ
Hell yeah
A little cat absolutely trying to destroy a hoodie string
She just hates any cord or cable π€
A poem by Cassie! A shock, a scream Breaking on the shores The pain ignites And fades The old pain The first pain The depths of sorrow And light
I wrote this after realizing that no one could make me feel like less than a person ever again. Itβs raw and short, but itβs probably the truest thing Iβve ever written.
Hrt is definitely not necessary to be trans. Confidence and happiness is half the dang battle π plus you look great! π
A lil squirrel standing on a lift gate, attempting to snatch some bread π πΏοΈ
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Thank you! You are as well! πππ
This level reach of blue is not my sea; Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun, Whose quiet ripples meet obediently A marked and measured line, one after one. This is no sea of mine. that humbly laves Untroubled sands, spread glittering and warm. I have a need of wilder, crueler waves; They sicken of the calm, who knew the storm. So let a love beat over me again, Loosing its million desperate breakers wide; Sudden and terrible to rise and wane; Roaring the heavens apart; a reckless tide That casts upon the heart, as it recedes, Splinters and spars and dripping, salty weeds. Dorothy Parker
Just a lil cat balancing and smelling a stick
Shes just a little cat
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Fulgrim is next up. Heres hoping i get to see more of Best Boy Saul Tarvitz π€©π
Just finished the Flight of the Eisenstein. Kinda dragged in the second half but still really enjoyable π
What I'm really enjoying about the HH books is seeing the same event from different perspectives (Istvann III in this case). Shoutouts to the mvp heartbreakers π This death is theirs. π₯²
the ancient textsβ¦
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