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i cannot take succession seriously that is literally the gay guy from scott pilgrim and mr darcy like
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Recently I remembered that ao3 is actually an archive. I mean, I know it's in the name, but I feel like I tend to forget sometimes that it's just a place where you can preserve this cool idea you had and make sure it doesn't get lost. And then, if people are interested in your idea, with the access they now have to it, they can look at your interpretation of it and tell you that they liked it. Sometimes, you don't have more than the begining of an idea to share, and that's okay. You just want to offer this little snippet of what it could be to anyone who is interested, and there shouldn't be pressure to offer more if you don't have anything else you you want to add to it. Sometimes, you just have to write and write because the ideas keep coming and you have a lot you want to share.
At the end of the day, we're just a bunch of people hanging out in a library of our own creation, happily putting our ideas into words and offering our wares to anyone who might be interested. And I love it
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Critics in 2010: Sherlock is so groundbreaking with the way it shows Sherlock’s deductions on screen!
Blue’s Clues, 1996:

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I really wish that life could throw me a bone and let me have a picogram of energy when I get home from my job that I can use to make shit I want instead of play video games for a little bit then just stare blindly until I notice it’s midnight but fuck me I guess
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My favourite harmless prank I've heard of was done by this girl whose dad was a geologist, and they'd go on day hikes with his geologist friends/co-workers and when she got bored on them she'd habitually pick up a random rock and go ask him what it is, and one of them would explain what kind of a rock that is, how it probably got here, and usually some notions of the more unusual features the rock had, if any.
And she had a friend who had once gone on a tourist trip to Iceland and brought back a volcanic rock. So she borrowed the rock and took it with her on the hike, and after two randomly picked up "hey dad what rock is this", she presented the volcanic rock, in the same fashion as all the others.
3 minutes later there are five middle-aged and older men circled around this mysterious rock, all agreeing on what it is, but not why it is. They keep asking her questions, where did she find it? Were there any other rocks around there that looked like it? Was it like this on the ground? People walking past the group try to stretch their necks to see over the geologists' shoulders to see what's the source of such amazement.
And in the end she couldn't take it anymore, burst into laughter and confessed. The geologists agree that it was pretty clever.
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Pool # 27 - Ann Goldberg , 2016.
Canadian , b. 1970s
Oil on canvas , 30 x 48 in.
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your aversion to anything earnest or sincere has affected us in the following ways 1. youre annoyinggggggg
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So earlier in art class today, someone drew a characters hands in their pockets and mentioned that hands are really like the ultimate end boss of art, and most of us wholeheartedly agreed. So then, our teacher went ahead and free handed like a handful of hands on the board, earning a woah from a couple of students. So the one from earlier mentioned how it barely took the teacher ten seconds to do what I can’t do in three hours. And you know what he responded?
“It didn’t take me ten seconds, it took me forty years.”
And you know, that stuck with me somehow. Because yeah. Drawing a hand didn’t take him fourth years. But learning and practicing to draw a hand in ten seconds did. And I think there’s something to learn there but it’s so warm and my brain is fried so I can’t formulate the actual morale of the lesson.
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two year anniversary of my vocabulary being permanently changed for the worse
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I am Falestine, Jad Al-Haq, I am 37 years old, married, and I have a eight-month-old child named Youssef. I gave birth to him during the war during very harsh conditions that no human being can bear. I moved from the hospital immediately after giving birth to the tent in which we were staying after we were displaced to it after the Israeli bulldozers completely bulldozed my house. and my suffering did not start from here. Rather, it began since the beginning of the war, and I am still suffering. I cannot provide enough milk for my baby or diapers. Even medicines and vitamins are not available.
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love watching a movie and then coming on here and reblogging some gifs of what i watched like i’m making a little announcement about where i’ve been
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YouTube ads: (30 seconds of irrelevant wackiness) Oh hohohoho the creature wants the Food!
Facebook ads: (fabricated sponsored "news" article) Here is why, everyone is buying the new thing. Trust us everyone is buying it
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