Rebecca
@cheeky-gal.bsky.social
New to Bluesky—
Twitter, est. 2014
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Twitter, est. 2014
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If loving cheese is wrong, I don’t want to be grate.
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Quit trapping your thirsts. Sounds unhealthy.
February 12, 2026 at 8:19 PM
Quit trapping your thirsts. Sounds unhealthy.
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Grateful for the posts that make me giggle
February 12, 2026 at 10:35 PM
Grateful for the posts that make me giggle
If loving cheese is wrong, I don’t want to be grate.
February 12, 2026 at 6:19 PM
If loving cheese is wrong, I don’t want to be grate.
I like long, romantic walks away from the Super Bowl.
February 12, 2026 at 6:18 PM
I like long, romantic walks away from the Super Bowl.
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Tell me my short paragraph texts are annoying then proceed to ping me 20 times in 30 seconds
February 7, 2026 at 8:34 PM
Tell me my short paragraph texts are annoying then proceed to ping me 20 times in 30 seconds
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*loves you, just the way you are.
February 5, 2026 at 11:01 PM
*loves you, just the way you are.
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Boogers ARE funny. Shut. Up.
February 6, 2026 at 6:33 AM
Boogers ARE funny. Shut. Up.
Lately, my emotional range is somewhere between “Jimmy crack corn” and “I don’t care.”
February 6, 2026 at 3:54 PM
Lately, my emotional range is somewhere between “Jimmy crack corn” and “I don’t care.”
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pulling your hair a little at lunchtime
February 2, 2026 at 6:17 PM
pulling your hair a little at lunchtime
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If I were a dog, I’d probably always be barking up the wrong tree.
February 2, 2026 at 8:31 PM
If I were a dog, I’d probably always be barking up the wrong tree.
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It’s ok if you don’t like my posts, I’ll be here all week.
February 2, 2026 at 8:34 PM
It’s ok if you don’t like my posts, I’ll be here all week.
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Me: Who the hell do you think you are telling me how it's going to be?
Random groundhog in my yard:
Random groundhog in my yard:
February 2, 2026 at 4:56 PM
Me: Who the hell do you think you are telling me how it's going to be?
Random groundhog in my yard:
Random groundhog in my yard:
February, love is in the air.
So is a deep desire to go home and lie down.
So is a deep desire to go home and lie down.
February 2, 2026 at 8:35 PM
February, love is in the air.
So is a deep desire to go home and lie down.
So is a deep desire to go home and lie down.
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*bites your thigh to wake you up
January 31, 2026 at 12:43 PM
*bites your thigh to wake you up
Sometimes I sit by the window like I’ve lost the love of my life. But I’m just waiting for my DoorDash to arrive.
January 31, 2026 at 4:00 PM
Sometimes I sit by the window like I’ve lost the love of my life. But I’m just waiting for my DoorDash to arrive.
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hosting a molotov cocktail party for the folks tap dancing on the graves of democracies
January 29, 2026 at 4:01 PM
hosting a molotov cocktail party for the folks tap dancing on the graves of democracies
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it’s nice to mute you too
October 20, 2025 at 5:22 AM
it’s nice to mute you too
When I explode under stress it’s a personality flaw, but if trees do it, it’s ‘science.’
January 29, 2026 at 8:17 PM
When I explode under stress it’s a personality flaw, but if trees do it, it’s ‘science.’
I have behaved beautifully throughout January, which feels excessive given the conditions.
January 24, 2026 at 8:51 AM
I have behaved beautifully throughout January, which feels excessive given the conditions.
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I never delete my posts, I eat them
July 3, 2025 at 10:38 PM
I never delete my posts, I eat them
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Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me. Unless you tell me to go to bed. (I’m already in bed)
January 24, 2026 at 2:14 AM
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me. Unless you tell me to go to bed. (I’m already in bed)
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I tried to stay off social media today. Gave my brain a little break from the horror. I’ll catch tomorrow. Unfortunately.
January 24, 2026 at 4:25 AM
I tried to stay off social media today. Gave my brain a little break from the horror. I’ll catch tomorrow. Unfortunately.
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*jumps for joy*
*joy just out of reach*
*joy just out of reach*
November 29, 2025 at 8:34 PM
*jumps for joy*
*joy just out of reach*
*joy just out of reach*
There was no casual way to hear ‘Hoochie Mama.’ You either sat it out or made decisions you still defend.
January 18, 2026 at 8:47 PM
There was no casual way to hear ‘Hoochie Mama.’ You either sat it out or made decisions you still defend.
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I have been testing out releasing myself from false courtesy, and I am loving it.
January 18, 2026 at 1:52 AM
I have been testing out releasing myself from false courtesy, and I am loving it.