I SOUND REALLY PRETENTIOUS WHEN I SAY I WAS ~around~ WHEN IZ WAS AIRING
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I promise I don’t think I’m like, better than you guys or something??? I’m just looking at some of the stuff I wrote like eugh Mina shut up you’re not cool. you’re an old lady stop that
Washnut for the rvb bingo? And you made me think of Maine/Sharkface so them too/instead if you’d like
o7 sorry i didn't see this til now, tumblr's been weird with the notifications
Washnut is very cute to me
oh boy the MaineFace. I blame @bearbait-adventures for getting me into this lol previously I'd only considered it very briefly because of a shitpost
any Freelancer x Sharkface ship really has good potential to me bc enemies to lovers gets me instadrunk like. canon/-divergent universe? they've got a lot of shit to work through before we get anywhere and having hooked up beforehand and then realizing 'oh. you're the fucking enemy' is also very good. there's a lot of things they have in common but getting to that point is going to be huge effort. especially with Maine, I know the other agents fucked people up at Longshore but he tore some of those people apart with his bare hands
i think I'm meandering because of a headache but bottom line: MaineFace delicious
“You shouldn’t self-ID as ADHD/autistic, you’re turning a very real mental condition into a trend” Ok then stop saying delulu. Stop speculating on which cluster C personality disorder the criminals you hear about on the news have. Stop saying “schizoposting” and “acoustic” and “is it restarted?” Stop using “psycopath” and “sociopath” as catch-all ways of calling someone a bad person. Stop saying “the intrusive thoughts won” when you bleach your hair and then turn your nose up at people who suffer from very real, very scary urges of physical/sexual violence. Stop saying “I’m so OCD” as a way of calling yourself neat. Stop treating BPD/ASPD/Bipolar as inherently abusive. Stop saying “OP I am living in your walls” without tagging for unreality. Stop diagnosing complete strangers you’ve never met on r/AITA with NPD.
You first. If you don’t want our disabilities to be treated like trends then stop belittling and minimising them. I’ll NEVER judge a person for trying find labels for their symptoms when an apathetic, racist, sexist, ableist healthcare system refuses to. But I will absolutely judge a hypocrite. Which a lot of you are
the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????
i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.
so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.
Sometimes I wish we would start calling out the performative radicalism on this site for the poser bullshit it is. "Remember, it's always morally correct to kill a cop!" "Don't forget to firebomb your local government office!" "Wow, it sure would be a shame if these instructions on how to make a molotov cocktail got spread around!"
Okay. But you're not killing cops or firebombing government offices. You are posting on a dying microblogging website to a carefully-curated echo chamber that has radicalized itself into thinking that taking the absolute most extreme position on any subject is praxis but that anyone discussing the most practical way to effect actual change is your sworn enemy. You do not have the street cred OR the activist cred to be talking about killing cops, babe.
the work printer cries out, "no stop, that's too much! youre gonna make me jam!" as i load a full ream into her tray, but it's too late. "see, you can take it. you're doing such a good job for me." i coo into her feeding tray as i begin printing the morning reports. her warning lights turn red as she moans in i assume ecstacy