the way the pretty privilege conversation has been diluted to the point where the girls are using instances of men showing a morsel of human decency to them as an example of it
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kevin and jeremy both being pisces lifts their homoerotic teenage girl friendship to heights unknown like what next? you’re going to say you both play the same position? you’re both bisexual? you have long calls across the country? when you see him standing across the room from you for a moment you think you will never be able to cross the boundary of your friendship without ending the world as you know it, but then he looks at you and it feels as if he is worth the old world and more? hm?
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Kristen shouldn’t be class president bc of the responsibility-? Guys, It’s such a nothing position that maybe lets you plan prom. What responsibility? I heard about class president like one time during junior year, they announced it on the loud speaker and then proceeded to never mention it again. It’s notoriously a nothing position with no power. Kids campaign by saying stupid shit like they’ll get Fetty Wap to preform or they’ll get the water fountains to have soda in them instead. Let miss Applebees pad out her transcript 👊
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I am not going to say much about Forever Situation, and I mostly withhold reblogging posts about it, because I do not feel like understand it enough to make any points.
Just wanted to state shortly that I think it’s fair for people to choose for themselves if they want or not to interact with his content further. Personally lucky that I only mainly saw him through Bad and Tubbo posts, so it’s easier for me to avoid, and that’s what I am planning to do for now until things are more certain. We’ll see in the future how it goes. The jokes were vile, and uncomfortable, but I think I am able to move past them as long as I see him properly talk about the situation (because it does already seem like he grew better in those past years, but never can know for sure).
I hope everyone is being safe while interacting with all the posts about it. Soft reminder that maybe it’s better to not open twitter for now if you are sensitive to those topics (firmly believe it’s easier to avoid things on tumblr).
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The fact that we played when we were both little boys on field trips, somehow drawn to each other, unsure why, a shared bond neither of us could articulate let alone grasp in any sort of meaningful way, both of us just starting to grow out our hair out for the first time, running through the rain together, splashing through puddles, playing with fallen sticks we've found along our shared path, seeing each other only a few days a year, yet finding each other nonetheless,
So much has changed, yet we still play, both of our breasts just beginning to develop, puddles turning to buckets of ice, the raindrops still fall, bead down her blisteringly red cheeks, puddles still form, but rather than at our feet, in the small of our backs, under our sore buds, between our thighs, the branches crack on her soft skin as she coos and cries, we still find each other from time to time, though we change so much it all seems to stay the same in the end,
Two spirits, akin, yet strangers, walking the same lonely path, never truly seeing one another, yet finding an understanding in that that haze, finding each other if for nothing else than for one sweet embrace, before we are cast back to walk along, with fallen sticks and pink rain boots.
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