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#october 23 2022
dogstomp · 10 months
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Dogstomp #2847 - October 23rd
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card-of-the-day · 2 years
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Today's Card Is: United Resistance
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glimmerofawesome · 2 years
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springwill · 7 months
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the last photo I took of this guy from October '22........ I was hoping to see him get cocoon'd or whatever, but I couldn't find him again.
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royalarchivist · 2 years
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Eryn: Hey guys, do you know something fun about this song? It brings back my traumatic memories. Everyone: Oh. Bad: That’s a weird fun fact.
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dmwrites · 2 years
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I’ve been thinking about a short story I wrote a couple of years ago a lot recently, and as I passed by the house it was set in today, I thought I’d share. Take a read, if you’d like:)
Note: this was written like two or three years ago and is, like everything I post, in a first draft limbo, so don’t mind the mistakes lol
The four horsemen of the apocalypse were very old, understandably. Born at the beginning of time, they had watched the rise and fall of almost every kind of being that ever existed. Being all-powerful beings, forced by their very nature to be the harbingers of horrors, got to be exhausting after a while.
Death decided he needed a vacation. The world would be fine without him for a while. So, he descended to earth in the shape of an old man, found a small house by the side of a rotting road, and took up a new hobby- watching cars go by.
The road he lived on was faded and drowning in greenery. The cars that passed were mostly pickup trucks, with people who lifted a hand to Death like he was an old friend. Sometimes there were fast cars, with teenagers looking to get away, or adults trying to outrun their midlife crises. It was exciting to watch them race by, too speedy for such a road to handle, but nonetheless made the heart race a little. All of the vehicles that passed had their own story, their own passengers. But Death just liked to move his eyes with the car as it passed by, not so much thrilling, but very calming to watch them speed by while he sat still, impervious to the passage of anything, really.
Death liked his little house. It was different from his usual pristine sprawling estates that littered the… well, wherever his lodgings were in relation to Earth. This place closely resembled a shack, with warped wooden exteriors and a roof that looked two seconds from collapsing the whole establishment. Inside was simple, but nice- Death didn’t have much say on the matter of how the inside of his house looked, as he spent most of his time on the porch.
The porch was like the chamber where the king sat to observe his kingdom. The throne, in this case, was a sagging cloth easy chair, with an artfully draped quilt on it. Death liked to wrap the quilt around himself when it got colder at night- not that he felt the chill, but it was nice to pretend. The porch was also littered with other things left from the previous owner, which Death hadn’t felt the need to move. So, the torn-out backseat of a car stayed, balanced on a water-destroyed wooden table. So too stayed the stationary bike, folding chairs, and the cardboard box that more resembled a puddle then an actual box.
It was peaceful there. Death took to the porch in the mornings with his cup of coffee- it was just a façade, something he had seen others doing that looked peaceful, so he just kept using the same cup of coffee over and over again. The coffee inside congealed over time, but no one was close enough to see that. He sat in his easy chair, and would remain there for the rest of the day. He looked so right, sitting there, an old man with his old house, that no one stopped to question him. It was like he had always been there, he assumed people would say if they talked about him. They didn’t, though. Death had made sure that his appearance into this backroad dwelling had been as natural as breathing.
It took a few days for beings to realize that Death was absent. People who were supposed to die just… didn’t. Sure, to those who wanted to have longer with their loved ones got that precious time, but those who were suffering continued to suffer. It was mayhem- people very quickly realized they were all immortal, but not invulnerable. Science sat with their mouths ajar in confusion- there was no rational explanation for this phenomenon. The world kept spinning, but what was the point when the basic eventuality of life was taken away?
The other three horsemen, those absent gods, eventually found out that Death was not attending to his job, and looked down at a suffering Earth. They searched for him in desperation, but it took a long time to find him. A man so powerful is hard to find, if he makes it that way, to so preserve the pocket of happiness he had found. Death was vaguely old man shaped, and sitting on a porch by the road in the middle of nowhere, watching cars go by. And he was at peace.
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1morteveryday · 2 years
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296/365 👣
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druggeddraccus · 2 years
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so a couple weeks ago when my mom was in town she went with my dad to the bar while he played darts
and she told me “you should come out with him sometime, it’s fun to people watch” blah blah whatever
and then tonight my dad asked me if i was looking for another relationship and i told him that i had dating apps on my phone and i go on them and message some people but then i just get disinterested. and Then he told me a few minutes after tthat “i’m surprised that there’s so many gay girls at the bar during dart night. their pretty good (at darts). i don’t know if you’d be interested in them though”
thanks guys for trying to set me up with the gay girls lol
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mermaidinthecity · 1 year
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janelparrish: @c_long said “you look like you’re in Cruel Intentions” and I said “correct now come take pictures of me outside”
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protestarchive · 1 year
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naomiscottstyle · 1 year
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What: Celine SKU CL40187I 01A Sunglasses - € 320,00
Where: Instagram
When: October 23, 2022
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wisedawn-whatever · 1 year
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Lan Zhan, if I were trapped in a tower, would you save lil ol' me? I'd save you! I'd be your knight in shining armour! 😤🥰 - Wuxian
Mn. Will always save Wei Ying. - Wangji
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glimmerofawesome · 2 years
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0nlinejournal · 2 years
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10/23/2022 5:28pm
hmm, I bit concerned for my own mental health. I want to rot. I called in to my last two shifts at work, which means that I've been off since Wednesday (it's Sunday). I have to go to work tomorrow, I have to. But, not to be dramatic, I think I'd rather die.
I think I need medication. I'm almost 27 and the desire to keep on keeping on has never fully arrived, so what am I supposed to do? I can't stick to any healthy routines, I don't really even want to, I would prefer to rotttttt.
Like, yes of course being clean and cleanly around the house, and doing stretches and eating an adequate amount of food feels great, but I can't keep myself doing it. I don't want to do it. I don't want to move. I feel like such a burden to my boyfriend right now. I've been over at his place since Tuesday night, I called in to my job while he's been working hard, and he comes home to me being an absolute lazy piece of shit. I've done nothing for five days, except attend two birthday parties for good friends. I didn't even put on makeup for them, I wore my pj shirt to both and just threw on the one pair of shorts I brought over here. I feel like crying, but it's not coming as easily as it usually does.
I don't want to do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. I don't have any will to live. My mind feels so numb and I feel like I successfully ignored it for a good bit there, like a year, and now it's back and I don't want to deal with it anymore. I know that I will, I know that I won't do anything, but it's so hard. I really really don't want to work again. I have to. I'm already going to have to pull some money from my savings to pay for rent this month, and I can't get in the habit of doing that. I'm lucky enough to have savings.
My boyfriend did encourage me to apply for jobs on indeed yesterday. I applied to four I think.
I can't do this anymore, I can't write right now. I can't
5:43pm
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lovestraykings · 3 months
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221023 case 143 ending fairy // i.n 💖
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on-this-day-mcr · 6 months
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On this day, October 23
In 2022: My Chemical Romance performed their 59th show of the 2022-2023 Swarm tour at When We Were Young festival in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA. At this show, Gerard Way, Ray Toro and Frank Iero all wore prosthetic special effects makeup to look like older version of themselves, and wore the black and red stage costumes they used following the release of their album "Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge". Mikey Way did not wear prosthetic makeup, and instead had faux blood dripping from his mouth. This show was the only show of the 2022-2023 Swarm tour where "The Foundations of Decay" was not performed. At this show, "Nothin But the best" was written on the drums. (🖤)
Watch the show here!
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Kris Lori Fuentes Cortes
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