#WHEN I WAS 15
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mavigator · 6 months ago
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“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around—nobody big, I mean—except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff—I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. I know it's crazy.” <- 😂
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midi-wizard · 2 years ago
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i saw Black Country, New Road on a whim last night never hearing them beforehand and lemme tell ya, if they still made iPods, this band would have a hell of a sponsorship
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midnightcowboy1969 · 2 years ago
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People being sad about omegle shutting down… do you not remember the offensive question feature that got removed? I’m talking racist, incestuous shit. Also the video chat?? People jerking off. I’ve gotten sexually harassed on that site. That site got me on kik which almost got me groomed. Good riddance.
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yesokayiknow · 26 days ago
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thirteen: hey just popped in to tell you you're tearing apart reality btw. you're gonna destroy the world and also us
fifteen, not taking in a single word: god so true bestie i DO miss being blonde
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noelledeltarune · 2 years ago
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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weirdthoughtsandideas · 9 months ago
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In 9th grade I drew SO MUCH Reddie fanart and I gifted so much of it to my friend and I’m no longer friends with her because we went to different high schools and fell out of contact and I am wondering if she still has all of those artworks somewhere 😭
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phantomrose96 · 2 years ago
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I think we should have a turn of phrase for "I'm not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing" because more and more I'm finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.
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teabagtoaster · 4 months ago
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my favorite very official super professional and not at all messy investigation team
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sak-writes · 1 year ago
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Title: The Masters Boner
Summary:
The Master reminisces about his first intimate encounter with the Doctor, when they were both young and carefree on Gallifrey.
Why not taint my blog with my first ever fanfic. I got kudos on it for the first time in a really long time and that’s what prompted me to post it here. ENJOY!!
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Story time if you’re interested…
So I wrote this when I was 15, I was obsessed with Doctor Who and it gave me the inspiration to try my hand at writing for the first time. But for some ungodly, possessed reason I decided to write out my first fanfiction, a smut fanficion, by hand in a paper notebook!!! Where anybody could have just flipped through it!!! On top of that I decided to bring it on holiday to my Granny’s that summer to work on my newest hobby, AND I LEFT THE BOOK THERE!!! I proceeded to panic once I arrived home and couldn’t find my fanfic smut, as one does, and realise I’d left it behind.
It gets worse though, because when my mum was on the phone to my Granny she mentioned that she'd found my notebook 🫣 and “did i want her to post it back to me”. The embarrassment was real and I said yes because I knew my cousin often slept in the room I’d left the book, and weather or not she’d looked at it already I didn’t want it falling into ANY other hands.
I got it back and on typing it up I proceeded to tear each and every page into tiny little shreds, and to this day I’ve never written my fanfiction anywhere it cannot be password protected.
I have since found out that my Granny was a big Doctor Who AND Star Trek fan in the 60s, we’ve even talked a little about it when I started watching. So maybe I needn’t have worried quite so much 😅. The older I get the more I can see the history of my family living inside myself.
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digitalmyyth · 5 months ago
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“Does this duckbill make me look fat?” hit with the Human Perry beam.
The plot of this episode would have to change so much and I haven’t thought about any of that BUT I just think putting them in a Freaky Friday situation is funny
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bet-on-me-13 · 9 months ago
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Bruce owes Danny money. He does Not want to pay up.
So! Danny had to run away from Amity Park when his parents discovered his Powers. But every time he tried to stay in a single place in America, they somehow managed to find him.
Turns out, they were working with the GIW to track him using the GIW's resources and the Fenton's Genius to find him everywhere he ran to. Eventually, Danny figured he had had enough and ran to Europe where the GIW had no Jurisdiction.
After wandering for a while, Danny was found and recruited by the League of Assasins. He was powerful, skilled, and connected to the Lazarus Pits, so they approached him with a job offer.
They would hide him from the Fentons, who had began to search for him in Europe independently, and in return he would work for them as an Assasin.
Considering his situation, Danny agreed.
He began training to be an Assasin, supplementing his Ghost Abilities with the abilities of an Assasin to become even more Stealthy.
While training under the League, Danny met another recruit simply known as Bruce. They trained together for years, even going on a few missions together gathering intel, and using disguises to hid in plain sight.
On one of these missions, Danny lent Bruce some money with the promise to get paid back when they returned to the League. That same night, Bruce left the League of Assasins and never came back.
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Bruce was sitting in the Batcave going over a case with Tim, Jason was off to the side cleaning his Guns, and Dick and Cass were holding an acrobatics competition in their Obstacle Course, with Damien, Steph, and Duke cheering them on.
Suddenly an Eldritch Emerald Light sprang to life in the center of the Batcave, and everybody dropped what they were doing and sprang to action.
Slowly, a glowing green figure emerged from the Light. He appeared Eldritch in Nature, as if he existed in multiple layers of reality at once and looking at him gave them minor headaches. Then, the figure spoke up.
"BRUCE. ITS BEEN 15 YEARS. YOU STILL OWE ME 16 DOLLARS."
Recognizing Danny, Bruce took a moment to compose himself before responding.
"Fuck Off."
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the-one-who-lambs · 2 months ago
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First drafts aren't the final product and they're allowed to be messy. Except mine. Mine has to be perfect immediately
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mortal-kingss · 2 months ago
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wanted to draw them in some fits ive worn ^_^
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silvermoon424 · 2 years ago
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This is a subject that really interests me because I (28 years old) had computer classes in grade school where learning how to efficiently type was a big focus. As a result I have a very high WPM (words per minute) count and am an excellent touch typer.
However, I've heard that they started phasing out computer classes in a lot of schools because it's assumed that kids/teenagers already know how to use a computer in this day and age. But smartphones are more popular than computers now, and as result a lot of Gen Z/Gen Alpha kids are able to text very quickly but their typing skills aren't as good.
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inkskinned · 2 years ago
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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.
if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.
but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?
what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.
and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.
you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.
so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.
it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.
sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.
oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.
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quixoticprince · 9 months ago
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I haven't drawn in so long and tf2 comes back with a bat to my brain again after I first got super into it when I was *checks notes* 14 I gotta get my gears wet again and like, rediscover how to draw and I'm wetting my feet again with a heavymedic shit post 😭
------------------- EDIT: The original images contained a text post from someone who did not want that text post spread - So let's have the blank versions instead! Imagine any dialogue in there that you want lol
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