hey
hey friend
dont kill yourself tonight ok
you have a really pretty smile and i know its not always easy to manage one but itd be a bummer if we never had the chance to see it ever again
youre really important and you matter a lot so stay safe and try and have a nice sleep
I would like a moment to thank the people who reblog post like this so that it eventually shows on my dash.
It is keeping me alive
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Earthrise on the Moon, November 19, 1969, photographed from lunar orbit during the Apollo 12 mission.
everyone who died at the battle of hogwarts missed All Star by Smash Mouth’s release two days later
It’s so tragic, they still had so much to do, so much to see
I’d say “too soon” but it’s 20 years ago…
Nott is canonically unhappy with her appearance. There are fan theories that her end-goal with Caleb is to gain access to True Polymorph and get changed into a halfling. There’s further theories that perhaps she originally was a halfling, and has somehow been changed into a goblin which is the cause of her discomfort in her own skin. However, from her accounts of life among the other goblins, there’s nothing to suggest that any of them might have had anything approaching that level of magic.
But what about the local halflings that the goblins were preying upon? They could have had access to greater levels of magic, and obviously suffered casualties in their engagements. What if one of them was a druid, and that druid cast Reincarnate on a fallen comrade, only for them to be restored to life in a goblinoid body?
Okay so I got the specifics wrong, but still… I made this post FIVE MONTHS AGO!
Dr Seuss: ‘Maybe Christmas,’ he thought, ‘doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas … perhaps … means a little bit more!’
Illumination:
Then they got an idea! An awful idea!
THE BRANDS GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
All the marketers thought, “Why should tickets suffice?
With the Grinch selling knick-knacks, why, we’ll be paid twice!”
Forget all the morals! There’s cash to be made.
From frosting to forklifts to Grinch Gatorade!
Just slap his face on there and tint it with green
And prepare for profits, yes, profits obscene!
From a seasonal, festival holiday grump,
The Grinch had been played for a capital chump.
“No more! Won’t you forget these trinkets?” he pleads.
“Christmas isn’t junk! It’s your bonds and your deeds.”
For a moment, they paused. Was there more to this day
Than products and placements and big bonus pay?
The PR men sniffed and they shrugged and they sighed.
Then they threw him some cash and they went back inside.
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