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pete davidson looks like the human embodiment of the word "fuck", but specifically in bold and italicized letters with a space between each letter, all lowercase, just like:
f u c k
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cinema without people: Maurice (1987, dir. James Ivory, cinematography by Pierre Lhomme)
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i don’t think anybody will ever love me or care enough to try for me
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i shouldn’t have lived. i shouldn’t try. nobody, and i fuckign g mean nobody, is worth my time and i’m worth nobody else’s.
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Eddie Vedder, MTV Unplugged, 1992 | © Steven J. Messina
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How do you protect yourself from being stalked online by your parents?
I often get messages from teens living with their abusive parents telling me about how terrifying it is for them to even look at my blog in case their parent finds out. I was a teenager before social networking on the internet. Honestly, when I was a teenager there was barely an internet yet. So, I don’t know how people protect themselves but I feel like probably there are ways. If you know please do share! A lot of people would find it helpful.
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Operation Rescue? The point being the rescue of a nonentity, a zygote. Perhaps the rescue of a young woman in crisis would be more in order. Instead, combat lines are drawn at clinics, and women must be escorted through trenches, which only adds to their trauma. This is not a game. This is not a religious pep rally. This is a woman’s future. Roe vs. Wade was decided 19 years ago and the fact that a well-organized group has come close to overturning it is raw proof that we do live in a democracy. But also the reason that any opposition must be equally as vocal. You go to school in Normal, Illinois? Collegetown, U.S.A.? Shout it out. There are people wary of the strength that young voters possess. Prove them right. Decide on the issues and vote – male or female – for this is not just a women’s issue. It’s human rights. If it were a man’s body and it was his destiny we were deciding there would be no issue. Not in today’s male dominated society. “Reclamation” by Eddie Vedder for Spin Magazine, November 1992 [x]
Eddie writing “Pro-Choice” on his arm during a performance of Porch at MTV Unplugged, March 1992
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glass
i crawl on the walls,
as my place is unknown.
my voice is meek, barely there, listen.
my eyes seem empty,
like a glass half full.
and i feel my body,
as a heavy presence may make you.
i forget, i don’t care, it holds no meaning.
i am empty,
half full.
like a glass that is broken.
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dumping
i haven’t posted in a really long time but like. i have no where else i feel comfortable posting so get ready y’all.
over the past few months i’ve been so stressed, i’m trying to pick my life up when i don’t even know how it got thrown to the ground and stomped on. i feel like so much in the world is weighing on me. i made some friends at school, it took me awhile after i started again but it happened, so that’s nice. there’s only one i feel close to and whenever she doesn’t pop up in homeroom/lunch/my last class i get hella mad. like yo if i don’t see her in the morning i get irked i’m liek fuck i shouldn’t have come. but anyway, outside of that i feel like my social life is literally falling apart. this person who’s like my best rl friend ever and i haven’t been able to see each other and i can feel the distance. i try talking to her n being like hey, i miss you, but she ignores me. we where gonna hangout today but she ghosted me all fucking day. ion know if i’m making a situation up or not but that’s got me kinda pressed. outside of that my dads hella transphobic and it makes me so mad, i’ve literally been out since i was 11 fucking years old and he still doesn’t believe it. he was one of the first people i came out to bc i used to have no friends and ig i trusted him. but now like, he purposely uses the wrong pronouns and shit and it never gets better and it’s so fucking embarrassing. my emotions have been so fucked i’ve been hella hyper but not happy whatsoever, and sad as living shit. like i was in my feels earlier and i was like, zoning out but i was conscious and i fucking cut myself like i started and i couldn’t stop i kept doing it and i haven’t done that in forever probably like 3 years fuck y’all idk if anyone even follows me on this account but i want to fucking kill my self i feel so empty and i always trust people with my problems and shit then i retract that trust and it’s only them then the friendship fades and fuck guys i’m tired of all that’s going on i wish i had just kept killing my self and doing drugs,, like last year all i did was drink and do drugs and i even though i had breakdowns almost everyday it felt better than whatever i feel and what i’m going through now i’m so tired i’m tired of seeing my mom be a zombie i’m tired of feeling unloved and unwanted or feeling some kinda love then having it taken away i wish i could just fucking dissipate i fuckign hate the world and all of this i don’t know what to do i want someone to help me but i can’t ask for help i don’t know what to do i have a therapist but i can’t make myself trust her even though she’s an amazing and loving woman fuck i want to die i wish i could kill myself but my grandma relies on me and my mom does to some extent so i can’t but it doesn’t get easier guys it really doesn’t
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Points of light, Brian Luong
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Edie & Thea: A Very Long Engagement dir. Susan Muska and Gréta Ólafsdottir (2009)
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ok but can you imagine a worse, more terrifying fate than medusa’s one? just imagine. first of all you’re raped in your goddess’ temple. which, apart from the obvious trauma, means you can’t keep doing what you devoted your entire life to. your goddess gifts you with the ability to turn those you look at into stone and your hair into snakes so that you can defend yourself and be a threat rather than a victim to men. and then?????? a fucking MAN decides hes gonna hunt you down and slaughter you for…. sport like just because he can?????? and not only does he kill you but he keeps your head as a weapon???????? effectively using you and your body for his own purpose exactly like your rapist??????????????? like??? and this man is considered a hero while you’ll be remembered as a monstruous, dangerous entity???????????????????? medusa deserved better smh
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Harold Feinstein, A Boy and His Dog, 1950
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Porn blogs still posting porn until December 17th is the equivalent of the band playing while the Titanic was sinking.
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1966 May 3 “He was exceedingly stoned and probably taking a lot of pills, that’s what we figured. Little did we know amphetamine & heroine.”
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the same people who scream “I’m leaving, this is the final straw” every time staff fucks up are here five minutes later shitposting spongebob memes. let’s be real you were here through the porn bots apocalypse, you gonna be here through the titty prohibition. 
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