Michelle Whatever

The struggles of getting out of bed.

This is such a cool video!!

Awww, I'm tearing up now..

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Poor kitties 😿😸😻

#cats #onions #mealprep

Kali, a white Labradoodle, lies curled on a gray upholstered ottoman indoors, wearing a pastel patterned bandana and looking directly at the camera with a calm, gentle expression.

others won't feel the weight like you do, trying to make them will just make it heavier for you

I’m basically always at my best, which unfortunately, is exactly the same thing as my worst, because my constant baseline is, “terrible.”

They say laughter is the best medicine but weed is way up there too.

a medieval painting of a scruffy white dog with a strangely human face

normal dog, switzerland, 15th century

AND another thing...

[Me continuing an argument days later after replaying it over and over in my head]

I'd rather die than abandon my trans friends

I’d much prefer my unpredictable mania over this depression. It’s really bad this time around.

What a shitty day. Nothing terrible happened in particular. It was just the whole existing thing really took its toll on me I guess.

I just don’t have it in me 😩

The fact that Eeyore was my favorite character was probably the first sign

Love a juicy RH 🤤

In another universe I'm sitting inside a flipped over truck, trapped in a snowbank thinking about how the moon makes everything so glittery

Does it make sense that I’m far more intelligent when I’m high or am I making that up?

When love never arrives, you learn to become it. Some of us aren’t lucky enough to be loved, but we learn how to live anyway. #selflove

And hot 🥵

Stunning 💓

TORN Witness the wet dead snake, its long hexagonal pattern weaved around its body like a code for creation, curled up cold on the newly tarred road. Let us begin with the snake: the fact of death, the poverty of place, of skin and surface. See how the snake is cut in two—its body divided from its brain. Imagine now, how it moves still, both sides, the tail dancing, the head dancing. Believe it is the mother and the father. Believe it is the mouth and the words. Believe it is the sin and the sinner-the tempting, the taking, the apple, the fall, every one of us guilty, the story of us all. But then return to the snake, pitiful dead thing, forcefully denying the split of its being, longing for life back as a whole, wanting you to see it for what it is: something that loves itself so much it moves across the boundaries of death to touch itself once more, to praise both divided sides equally, as if it was easy.

Ada Limón

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I’m so sleepy, but I need to stay awake to get cracked later on. O’s are a great distraction from the current state of the world & my life.

I saw too clearly, and said too much.

Coffee & apple slices

Picture of a witch lady and monster eyes and big hands says me trying to make him telepathically nut to the thought of me

What was the sale?

Def some similarities there ❤️‍🔥