Of course she did

What even is reality

Life is a fever dream. I’d really like to wake up now

And I thought my house was chaotic with my beagle, golden doodle, and cats all working together to be absolute menaces.

I can’t imagine how crazy your house was growing up lol.

I love my beagle because he’s my boi. I will never own another one though. They’re so loud.

My beagle really likes bread. If I’m eating a sandwich in front of him, he’ll stare at me and whine. If he’s feeling really bold, he’ll start baying at me. It’s kind of hilarious ngl

Thanks! I blasted my way through the main quest in preparation for 1999. Now I’m just working on getting my MR up and good frames and weapons built. My friends are so much farther along than me and they are a huge help. My fave part of the game, by far, is the fashion

My friends got me into Warframe about 6 months ago. We play together almost every night. We are so excited for the 1999 update.

Or reconstruct the whole damn government. Entire thing is fucked

This post caught my attention and decided to look at it despite my anxiety

Dope. We’ll need it.

Two pig guys are great

I had to have new anxiety meds called in because all of the political stuff is sending me into panic attacks. I’ve been avoiding politics as much as possible since the day after the election because it causes so much anxiety.

Wanna be friends? I know a man who has some pigs he’ll let people borrow, but I don’t know any chefs or butchers.

You just have to make friends with a pig farmer who has very gray morals

What a time to be immunocompromised.

I had a cat that was not an asshole. But he was severely disabled. Bad brain damage, nearly blind, digestive issues, and a heart murmur that turned into heart failure.

Lil dude was too dumb and fragile to be anything but the best cat in the world. The only thing he did that annoyed me, was stealing slices of pizza, eating the cheese off of them, then putting the soggy slice where he knew I’d step on it. It was too funny for me to be actually mad.

He had a great 8 years and knew nothing but complete adoration from literally everyone he met.

I have two brown tabbys and they’re on both ends of the brown tabby spectrum. One is fat and angry but lazy and the other is slender and ornery and always wrecking my stuff.

Think anyone would care if I put that Snickers in my fridge?

It’s not even a catchphrase. It’s a threat