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plistommy · 1 month
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A known fact
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kuruksenshi · 1 year
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You don't understand, after the World Cup ended and Croatia lost yet again to France🦅, I was depressed for a month. I couldn't hear that intro song without sighing and falling into a pit of sadness that it's over.
This Eurovision fiasco, how long will it take me to recover from it? Honestly I can't tell, it might be months before I can even think of happy thoughts, yet alone tolerate Sweden as a winner (it will never happen but let's hope).
Croatia, Finland, Slovenia, Austria and Moldova are ripped off by God and jury votes.
God help us all in recovery from this.
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Is there anything quite like that post-library glow?? I feel like I’ve stolen the Crown Jewels and hid them in my backpack. Little do my fellow commuters know of the TREASURES this bag contains.
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apples-of-apples · 4 months
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My hot take is that masc queer people should be loved more on tumblr.
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probablyin-bed · 7 months
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not to be depressed on the timeline but i've never felt so alone lol
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Just so everyone is aware I WILL be writing something where Dex is loved and appreciated immediately
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Ma che è tutta st'ansia oh????
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spideysatan · 1 month
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i dont know if getting a negative answer is worst than getting no answer.
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corviiids · 1 year
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meditations on the odyssey
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nerdy-hyperfixations · 8 months
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Yeah, so, because I went a little insane, one of my acquaintances checked out Fionna and Cake…
And like
Said it was okay. And that it was nothing to get obsessive over.
AND this surprisingly for once ISNT a sob story because I’m actually proud of myself!!!
1 I talked about my interests? Out loud? To a person who knows me? I did that and I didn’t even think about it!? Damn!!! I’m fucking awesome as shit! 11 year old me is sitting here GAPING at what I can do.
2 I LITERALLY WASNT EVEN ALL THAT PHASED IN THE MOMENT WHEN HE BASICALLY TOLD ME I WAS BEING CRINGEY FOR GETTING OBSESSIVE! Like sure I was moderately embarrassed that that meant he saw Simon’s naked ass cheeks and I let him know that I was obsessively talking about it before that happened (and omitted that I annoyingly shoved his ass cheeks in all my friends faces repeatedly as a joke) but like. I didn’t fall into a pit of despair or have an anxiety attack because of his honesty rude ass opinion. I just made a joke about how he’s “making fun of someone who’s literally neurodivergent and a minor” and… he didn’t get that joke. Honestly 😤 why do I even
But what I’m trying to say is that my day didn’t get utterly ruined because someone I knew didn’t like my thing, and that’s like a total step up from where I was! Like, a year ago honestly! Maybe eventually I’ll be able to tell my friends about the fanfiction I read and use the real characters names instead of saying “and then… character 1 said” like a normal person!
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punkkeeblerelf · 8 months
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I'm tired. I'm tired of watching people be happy. I want people to be happy, don't get me wrong. But I've been living in a mental hurricane of emotion since I cut my mom out of my life two years ago. I haven't healed, I've barely moved on, I still think about my childhood pets i left behind. Every day. They're probably dead now. I hate my mom and I hate my family, and I'm glad I left, but I miss them. It was the hardest thing I've done. I miss my grandma, whose talk of mermaids and ocean mysteries filled my childhood. Whose passion for animals gave me the inspiration to be where I am today. I miss my grandpa, who used to tell me stories of his younger days. Stories of his ocean diving, of his crazy adventures. I miss my mom's mom, my other grandma, and her eccentric mannerisms. I miss the way she told me she was proud of my artwork, and told me I'd be an artist like her someday. I miss the sweet sound of her voice when she said hello, the thump of her cane. And they're probably dead too. If not, I won't know when they are. I loved them so much. I spent days and weeks of my childhood completely entrenched in anxiety about their deaths. About one day, never seeing them again. But back then at least they liked me. At least they knew me. If I was still a child, it would have been better. But now, they die thinking I'm a monster. A blight.
I miss my mother. We were very close. I miss the way she laughed, the way she reassured me. I miss the way she made me feel so special sometimes.
But these people I miss, I'm better off without them. I'm better off without my complacent grandma, who always turned a blind eye or brought up her childhood whenever I complained. Whenever I complained about my mom hitting me, yelling at me, telling me I'm the reason she wanted to kill herself. Telling me that I'm the reason she miscarried my sister. Telling me how she was oh so spectacular, and was to be famous if not for me. I'm better off without my sociopath grandfather, who turned my mother into what she is today. Im better off not knowing the fate of my other grandma, who spent her life and the lives of her children being addicted to drugs. Not knowing what happens to my cousins, if they escape or rot.
I'm better off without a disillusioned, abusive mother. Without an absent, ill Father. Without a little sister. With no one. I'll just keep waiting till it feels that way. One day I'm sure, the blurry memory of their faces is all I'll have. The spite I currently live by will fade. Their personalities will get wiped away with the rest of my memory. And maybe then, I'll be happy for others again. Truly, without an ounce of jealousy.
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lotus-pear · 3 months
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in love with tragedy
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mikacynth · 1 year
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i'm sobbing and sighing and crying and rejoicing all at the same time
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shadowbends · 1 year
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Looking through your Ao3 bookmarks and seeing that little “This has been deleted, sorry!” is like finding a gravestone, but the writing’s too worn down to read what it was standing for anymore.
What were you, Bookmark #336... What stories did you tell? Which words were it that once left a mark on my soul?  *touches my laptop screen like it’s text from an ancient ruin*
Cowabummer. 
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neverinadream · 1 year
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I'm actually writing!!! I could cry!
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thefabledcannibals · 27 days
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His dramatic ass is giving Bella in twilight missing Edward.
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