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Oklahoma School for the Deaf has opened up FREE ASL COURSES for the Fall season this new school year and anybody can join. The courses close on December 31st of this year (2023) so if you've been thinking about learning ASL here is your opportunity to get professional lessons for FREE

If you're interested, here's the link: https://courses.osd.k12.ok.us/collections

This is a GOLDMINE for information because not only do you get free video lessons by professionals that you can do at your own pace, but there's also graded quizzes as well as resources to educate you on the history of Deaf culture as well as sub-communities within, with links to loads of different websites to read up on Deaf-related topics.

i feel like no one really wants to hear that sleep/exercise/nutrition/hydration are major factors in treating mental health issues bc we’ve all talked to that person who thinks your depression would be cured by one good session of goat yoga or whatever but unfortunately they do help and i’m chronically annoyed about it

Reblog to have something lgbt happen to you this summer

lemme tell y’all about kys wizard , my greatest failed joke

it’s pretty much used in the same context as a regular kys joke, or as a comedic ‘fuck you’

essentially i wave my hands like im casting a spell and say “killll yourselffff” in a spooky wizard voice. it’s only funny inside my head. the idea is that im a lame ass wizard who can’t do any magic, but im incredibly ashamed of it and pretend that ‘kys’ is a spell. (no i am not trying to curse you to commit suicide , it’s more of a ‘shittyness’ curse. if it was even a real curse. which it isn’t because im a loser wizard who can’t use magic.)

disclaimer bc I don’t want it to be taken the wrong way. i would only use this with my friends who also make such jokes, i struggle with SI, etc etc. another reason i gave up the joke is because i became closer with someone who disliked such jokes :/

anyways rip kys wizard, you were great in my dreams. still makes me giggle

we need to figure out a way to make doing dishes less annoying for everyone. and we need to figure out how to make cigarettes healthy. and we need gay sex

A QUEEN

coming May 24th

old poem of mine

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I found another dead bird.

As I leaned down to touch its lifeless tail

 (don’t worry, I washed my hands)

A man biked by, beer bottle in hand.

Riding past, he extended both arms

His wingspan swaying with the rhythm of pumping pedals.

My right arm has been itching 

This might be a metaphor for self destruction.

fish!!! 🌊