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ུᩧ mermaid-core dividers by me 𓇼ㅤᩧ ♩
Why are you arguing with me just to tell me I'm wrong?
Why sit here and play in my face like u want to actually have a conversation with me, just to claim that my argument is bullshit??
I'm not as stupid as you think I am and saying we shouldn't call eachother outside of our names when youve done so multiple times and I refrained from doing so is not an apology I'm willing to accept
Found this cool starfish yesterday
Picture quality is not the best, it was taken with a phone
thanks so much to Thurston Lacalli from the University of Victoria in Canada for ruining my fucking night!
i NEED THISSSSSS
this is so merliah summers coded too
pink mini starfish dress
Mermay day 3 toe beans
Another Fan monster!
Beware the lampsnake!
Miami Home Office An illustration of a medium-sized study room with blue walls, a built-in desk, travertine flooring, and a beige floor.
If you want a new fear:
(Hidden in case you don't)
starfish can grow back a whole body from one limb. If it were lucky enough, a standard starfish like you see in the films and art could become six starfish. And many species have far more limbs.
my grandpa was a good man. and it really wasnt his fault - recreationally lying to kids is a proud family tradition - but he told me, once, that cutting a worm in half resulted in two worms.
i think he said it so i'd be more morally okay with fishing? i actually dont remember the context.
point was, he told me this, and he understimated (by a very large margin) how much i liked worms. i was a worm boy. very wormy. and after hearing that, i went home, and i dug through the garden, flipped over every rock, did everything i could to gather as many worms as i could, and then i uh.
i cut them all in half. every worm i could find. all of them. with scissors.
i then took this pile of split worms, and i put them in a box with a bit of lettuce and some water and stuff and went to bed expecting to double my worms overnight. i have math autism, so i had a vague understanding that if i did this just a few times in a row, i would eventually have a completely unreasonable amount of worms.
i was very excited to become this plane's worm emperor.
(i think i was...six?)
anyway, i did not become the inheritor of the worm crown. i instead woke up to a box of dead worms and cried. a lot. i got diagnosed with panic attacks as a teenager, but i think i had them as a kid, i just had no idea what they were. i was kind of processing that a.) i had killed what i had assumed was every single worm in my yard, and thus would have no more worms, and b). i was going to like, worm hell.
(six year babylon spent a lot of time worrying about god.)
so i kind of freaked out, and i climbed a tree, because god can only smite you if you're touching the ground (?) and i sat up there mostly inconsolable until my mom came out and asked, hey, what's up? what happened?
so i explained to her that i had killed all of the worms, forever, and was also Damned, and she took me to the compost pile, and we dug for all of five seconds and found like twenty more worms.
the compost pile was full of worms.
and she told me that a). there were more worms, and we could put them back under rocks and stuff and recolonize our yard and b). that one day, i would die, and i would go to heaven, and i would be able to talk to the worms, and i would be able to tell them all that i was very sorry, and that i killed them on accident out of excessive Love, and that they would forgive me, because worms have six hearts and no malice.
at that point, i think i was sixty percent tear-snot by weight, and i had no choice but to gather enough worms that i could hug them. which my mom helped with. and then after that she helped me put some worms back under each rock.
and for my epilogue: i spent a significant portion of my childhood in trees. and for many years after, even when my mom didnt know i was watching, i would catch her giving the space under the rocks a light spritz with the hose. not because she loved worms.
but because she loved me.
might as well put nathan in the time out star
@buttfrovski says naughty kids go in this "bad boy"
Craig did the no-no finger. Thats a naughty Craig. Bad Craig bad! You have no rights!
I suddenly understand the Discworld’s being unsettled by the Luggage.
Starfish walking on the beach.
