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fairydrowning · 1 year
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"I exist.’ In thousands of agonies — I exist. I’m tormented on the rack — but I exist! Though I sit alone in a pillar — I exist! I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there. And there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there."
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
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icedlovii · 1 month
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hello hi its been a bit since ive posted on here but anyways heres peepaw since i havent drawn him yet hehe
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poppyplaytimeplayer · 29 days
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( @miss-dolly-delilah )
They were in a secluded place. It was one of the rare moments that Elliot was able to take the mask off.
However, Delilah was… incredibly quiet.
“…”
Is something wrong, Delilah?
*He stood by a wall, having his mask in one hand, looking at her*
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fracturedanatomy · 3 months
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gender and sexuality is weird. like for so long I would try to pin down what my gender/sexuality was and try to see if it fit into any boxes or labels and it never stuck and was never correct and I was miserable. I tried so hard to figure out what label to use that I forgot to just live. part of that I think stems from the general idea that a lot of people have that you have to know exactly who you are and exactly where you fit (you don't btw). and there is also the idea that if you don't know, just keep taking labels. to clarify, labels aren't inherently bad. they can be helpful for people and very nice for people to understand themselves. however, i feel like there's some people like me who will never fully understand where they fit, who force themselves to try and figure out a label even though none fully describe our gender or sexuality because thats what is "supposed to happen." now I just say that I exist and that's it. if I say that i'm anything at all, or use a flag, it's always on that spectrum because that's as close as i'll ever get. i don't need to try and force myself into a label to be seen by other people or make it a huge deal if I come out. and i'm ok with that. i'm happy. once I realized I could just live my life and exist as myself without making it a big deal and having to push myself into boxes or a specific group, I became so much happier and started liking myself again. I still deal with dysphoria, I still deal with other things, but I'm much more confidant and feel more comfortable wearing what I want and behaving like myself again. I'm not trying to change myself because I feel like I need to act a certain way or dressing a certain way because I think I might "pass" that way. I'm dressing in clothes that make me happy. I'm acting like myself and letting myself enjoy the things that I enjoy. I like myself again. and this is just my experience. it will be different for everyone :)
so to those of you who use labels, you're valid!
to those who don't, you are also valid!
and to those who don't know where you fit, take your time! there's no rush, and you can enjoy existing regardless of if you have labels or not. <3
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My new favorite syscourse stance: let's label ourselves as one thing, then post content that proves we actually have the exact opposite opinion, and when anyone complains, fall back on the label.
That's hilarious.
You're not "pro" anything when your entire argument is that the thing might exist, but all information about it is "misinformation" or "harmful simply for existing." Fucking over endogenic systems while believing they exist isn't pro-fucking-anything.
There's a word for that: it's "hypocrisy".
(And watch someone complain that I'm misusing the word "hypocrisy.")
Added by April:
I would extend the kindness that opinions change, that we can only live within the confines of our knowledge, and new information is hard to gather in an echo chamber.
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intersexfairy · 5 months
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hello world my name is angel ❤️🖤
done pretending to be julian even if my brain cant process that im a (somewhat) different person.
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lunarhode · 2 months
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im high in a gas station our existence has never made so much sense
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theladwhoisweird · 1 month
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I exist! I see the sun, and if I don't see the sun, I know it's there.
- Uncle Fyodor Dostoevsky
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cheddertm · 10 months
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Me thinks that Charlie should also join the Foolgetta family. Not even being adopted into the family, we know how that goes, but just someone who hangs around them. Probably lives in Foolish’s basement without him knowing/wanting it
Q!Charlie has lost everything important to him and just wants anything, anything to make him feel something again. And maybe that anything will be a silly family with an egg that will kill him on sight <3
Also with Foolish telling Charlie that he needs to just get his grove back, I think it would be cute and lets be honest needed for him to see that he still has people around him that are willing to show that love to him :]
No it’s not Juanaflippa or Mariana, but it’s still something to help him ground himself while he’s still trying to deal with these loses. ALSO since Roier is there Charlie has close contact with a therapist which will be nice
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colezy · 4 months
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Been a while, I'm aware, oops- what have I been up to? Uhhhh surviving, not much else
I turned 18 yesterday, so there's that
Anyway, have some doodles!
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thedreadpiratematt · 1 year
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The near midnight bathroom selfie no one asked for
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crunchyluigi · 7 months
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I swear I still exist here, I just don’t have the motivation to “create” anything persay, just here for emotional support within the Thunderfam 💚
::stares at @birdvirgil in an attempt to get him to back off::
If it counts I’m actively still RPing and working on the Experiment!AU, and holy shit do I need to get the actual first chapter out on Ao3, I keep getting sidetracked by random technology issues and my fellow RPers ::tackles them all with hugs::
I mean in my defence I did basically save a PC from being thrown out and it’s a really nice PC, it just needs some repairs…like a whole trackpad replacement but then again I can probably just continue using a mouse
I shall stop rambling quickly before I bore anyone
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rhubarb-mage · 4 months
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My favourite lines - NULA (VUKOVI).
Part 1 of 2.
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diwns · 9 months
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geoirl · 14 days
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I Exist
it can be hard to remember that living is worth it. sometimes its hard to remember that graduating wont be the end of my life. that theres a world for me past highschool. that ill find my profession and meet people and grow and learn. sometimes its lovely to exist. to realize im alive and i have the ability to learn and do amazing things.
i am 16, queer, and autistic. highschool is hard. people tend to not like me. im more brash than most are used to. i think too much or not enough, i take things too literally or too interpretively. autism is hard to navigate when everyone around me doesnt understand it, as much as they want to say they do.
i have two real friends. i have people i call friends because they call me theirs, but i only ever talk to them in class or in passing. my best friend is autistic like me. we understand eachother. they know me. they know my patterns and the way i think. i think they know more about me than i do. i love my best friend.
my other real friend is my boyfriend. sometimes i think i love too hard, but he loves me just the same. he is gentle and caring, but he doesnt condescend me. i am a person to him. he loves the person i am. he doesnt see me as anything im not, he sees me as myself. he makes me love myself. i hope i make him feel the same way.
this year, ive realized that losing friends is really hard. i tried making more deep connections with people, but things happen and they dont like me anymore. it hurts a lot sometimes. i know its not the end of the world but sometimes it gets to me. the thought that no one can like me. im working on accepting myself. if theres no where else i feel i belong, i will make a home in myself. if i can learn to love myself i will never be unlovable.
i think this is the end. consider this a diary entry :). see you again soon.
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