I Read A Plethora Of Webcomics And The Only I Can Remember What Day Of The Week It Is, Is Solely Based

If you do happen to run across this post, my guiding tumblr voice, I hope you know that I know that you know who I am.

there's is a person on YouTube who's voice I know well. If I ever think something in their voice I know this a worthy post.

Once again reminding you to lock your doors. It's zucchini season.

Guys don't leave your doors open, Its zucchini season.

Being autistic is such an weird experience because I just spent an hour fuming around the kitchen making dinner and trying not to break anything. Then the moment I held big cat (comfort item be praised) I just started crying. Now I'm eating dinner with a massive gray cat, who is a short king and I love him.

My brother made some soup today and as I started eating, it tasted very bland. He poured his soup and then left the room, so I added some salt to mine. and, yup. Much better, so I added salt to his bowl. And then added salt to the pot of soup.

I think I just older brothered my older brother

Also!, I have to mention putting exclamation points after or before periods and commas to portray different emotions!

You know what? I'm going to put commas and periods wherever I feel like a break or stop would be if I was saying this.

refseek.com

www.worldcat.org/

link.springer.com

http://bioline.org.br/

repec.org

science.gov

pdfdrive.com

One thing I've learned about tumblr from my years of stalking you all in YouTube compilations and then actually being on here, is that nothing matters. Do the people care if you put stuff in your tags? No. Do they care if you don't put tags at all? No. Do they care if what you're talking about even makes sense??? No.

I love how 3 dimensional people can be!

Theres this guys I know who is a complete horror nerd, and loves The Walking Dead. Recently, found out that he collects and reads the babysitter's club.

And I just think thats wonderful

Me on the verge of crying and having to friend request my brother on discord so I can ask him to bring me food because my abdomin hurts and my legs feel reminiscent of jello with the incorrect quantity of gelatin in it:

What I thought working in a library would be like,

What it's really like,

What it's really really like,