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excavatinglizard · 6 months
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Shoutout to my dad for being the funniest person I know
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tendermimi · 7 months
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oh my god mitski
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zzztlk · 7 months
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Lots of thoughts on the finale but what really tickles me is that Marshall writes western style music in contrast to Marceline's preference for indie rock
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doctorsiren · 3 months
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paint it over
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bread-that-draws · 1 year
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Flowey’s so funny and has me so fucked up like he’s a talking flower. He tries to kill you upon your first interaction. He is ten years old. He is damaged beyond repair. He’s a flower named Flowey. He’s become friends with every single character. He’s killed all of them countless times. He knows everything about everyone. He doesn’t care anymore. He takes care of his mom when she can’t take care of herself. He’s killed her before. He doesn’t care if you kill her. He thinks she’s trying to replace him. He just wants to be himself again. He wants to destroy everything. He hates you. You’re the only one who understands him. He wants his best friend back. He’s terrified of them. He believes in kill or be killed because he died by giving mercy to the wrong person. He believes himself to be the wrong person. He doesn’t understand when you show him that kindness he showed others, even when you know he could kill you for it. He’s tried every route. He asks you if you have anything better to do when you try to do the same. He’s a direct reflection of the player. He’s a fucking talking flower named flowey and his only voice line is by Ronald McDonald and his officially licensed plush does a little dance for you
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tramweye · 4 months
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"I try to remember the wrath of the devil // Was also given him by God"
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super-nova5045 · 5 days
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sylvia plath, todd anderson and virginia woolf (aka ACTUAL tortured poets) watching taylor “im breaking up with my boyfriend for his intense depression and blaming it on him, im dating a racist who enjoys watching woc being brutalized and harasses young woc artists, i sent my fans out on a hate train to attack a young woc actress for a line she had to say as part of her job to show how mentally ill her character was, im dating a maga supporter, i refuse to say anything about a current genocide despite being the most influential person in the world right now, i am a billionaire, i fly 13 minute flights and have the highest carbon emission of any celebrity, i am a known white feminist who only speaks about issues when it affects me and has constantly let my fans get away with extreme racism and even encouraged it by associating myself with known racists” swift call herself a tortured poet (her writing sounds like a bunch of thesaurus words slapped over gabba hanna and rupi kaur-esque poetry that was created purely as a trinket for an edgy pinterest board)
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heynhay · 7 months
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I'll keep a leftover light burning so you can keep lookin' up I am yours, no matter
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nextimeiny · 1 month
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venuscaotico · 6 months
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i ⠀ don't ⠀ like ⠀ my ⠀ mind
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i ⠀ don't ⠀ like ⠀ being ⠀ left ⠀ alone ⠀
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taohun · 1 year
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I’LL TAKE ANYTHING YOU WANNA GIVE ME!
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leenfiend · 9 months
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sometimes good things take a while
(two slow dancers - mitski)
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lovestereo · 7 months
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blueish-bird · 3 months
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In the narrow hours of the night I will wake to a downpour; through the window see your trashcans shining. I will swaddle myself in your warmest jacket, put on my big rain boots. I will brave this storm for you.
And when I am cold and wet and beyond porch light's reach, trashcans in tow, I will watch the world past your driveway. I will love the way dark turns form to silhouette, how the sound of my steps drown beneath the rain's big hush. I will want to leave you and your trashcans. To wander the earth as all lost things do.
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cats-and-cacti · 6 months
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today on hozier liked
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shivroyalty · 7 months
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tomshiv / i'm your man - mitski.
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