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Meme I made for my tall boyfriend (derogatory)

(Pinky promise I am NOT body shaming Lurch, I find him delightful)

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@adelinejclose

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I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

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Me fr

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In the club

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nona the ninth

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'Badlands? I think they're quite 'good' actually.'

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why are teen girls this hysterically funny for no reason

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Very whimsical scene on the train yesterday evening

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I just came up with a really inconvenient, possibly unplayable four-player game: The Evil Advisor

All you need is a completely normal chess board and a deck of cards that you can somehow divide into an even amount of cards that mean "yes" or "no". Out of the four players, only two need to know how to play chess - those play the role of advisor. The other two play as rulers. At the start of the game, both advisors pull a random card from the deck, which dictates whether their goal is to win the game, or lose it. They keep their respective card, showing it to nobody else.

The rulers, who ultimately choose where to move the pieces, always aim to win the chess game, and also know that the advisor may or may not be on their side, and don't know whether to trust the advisor or not.

If the ruler wins the chess game, they win the whole game. An advisor only wins if they reach their own goal - if an advisor's goal was to lose, but the ruler wins, the advisor loses, and vice versa.

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i don't usually make these kinds of posts but in the tags tell me what symbolic imagery you associate yourself with i'm curious. personally i associate myself with eye injuries, the color red, and scorpions.

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Reblog to give a trans person a fresh and perfectly ripe mango wait huh

It's the wikipedia image??? How big could it be

What

Huh???

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Me and my guy were having a wee moment in his car (seats all the way back, lying on our sides, staring into each other's eyes) and I felt so seen in the moment I panicked for a second. So I asked: "What are you thinking?" My mind already racing places it shouldn't, much sooner than it should.

And he, with his eyes as bright as novas and pupils blown wider than his silver irises, softly says, "In a word?..."

My heart skips a beat–

"DAMNNNN!!" He finishes.

I laugh, and he watches with that smile he only brings out around me, and that's the end of that.