21, trans đłď¸ââ§ď¸ she/they gabaghoul this is my thought palace I love manga, videogames and imagining myself writing but not actually writing anything
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The best way to play Armored Core is while on drugs, getting edged by your gf and rewarded with orgasms for completing missions, while wearing a shock collar with a remote held by your wife who zaps you every time you stagger and die

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never change, tumblr. never fucking change.
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Itâs ok if you stop talking to your family. Itâs ok if you cut your parents out of your life. You are allowed to remove people who mistreated you from your thoughts and your life. It doesnât make you a bad person.
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going forward i will only consume problematic media
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conservatives bow to the superior man as my two inch estrogock flutters in the wind
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the genius of megamind (beyond the obvious genius ofc) is that it's superman parody actually presents a genuinely unsettling depiction of the "hero" that I like wayyy better than "what if superman was evil" or "what if superman was wrong"... it's "what if superman didn't care"
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Rali out here drinking all your milk!! (and wearing suggestive shirts)
for last months raffle winner, Vindri!!
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ok google how do i propose deeper friendship and intimacy to my mutuals without feeling like a pervert predator
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has to be the greatest idea anyone ever came up with
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time-travel forced transition where you meet this weird girl who acts like sheâs known you for years and sheâs calling you a different name and ignoring your attempts to correct her. but sheâs hot so youâre willing to put up with it. you go out drinking with her and she starts asking you all these bizarre questions about your dating history (dismal) and what kind of porn you watch (you plead the fifth) and youâre starting to think about making some excuse to leave when she pulls out her phone and shows you pictures of someone who looks weirdly familiar and- oh god. oh fuck- youâre staring into an alternate reality. itâs you, itâs you but different, itâs you but hotter, itâs you but older, and yet somehow a decade has been shaved off your smile and your eyes are brighter than theyâve ever been when you can meet your gaze in the mirror. with shaking hands you give the phone back to her and you gulp your drink. âiâm here to help you,â the stranger rubs your arm, reassuring, âyouâve seen it, so you know you donât have a choice. weâre just skipping a few stepsâŚâ and before she can finish her sentence youâre feeling woozy and sagging against her. youâll wake up somewhere youâve never been and youâll fight it for a while at first but youâll let her remake you. because sheâs right. you donât have a choice.
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love when a mother asks if they have ever done anything to hurt you. ma'am, you will literally never be ready to have this conversation
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were you perpetually and exclusively praised for what you could one day become, instead of what you were, leading you to a lifetime of feeling like you were not only never good enough, but that the best thing about you was a future that would never come, that constantly felt like it was slipping away? Did you become so afraid of closing doors, of losing that one good thing, that potential, that you stagnated at the crossroads until your life began to rot around you and the asphalt ground to gravel and the roads grew ever rougher, the doors closing one by one even as you tried in vain to keep them open, instead of choosing a path and committing to a direction for your own progress? Did you watch the best thing about you, the one thing you were praised for, slowly collapse in your arms as you tried desperately and hopelessly to save it, finding yourself kneeling in the ruins of your unexplored promise, looking for a way out, and wondering if there was no where else to go? no way forward? When someone tells you they're proud of you, that they love you for who you are, that what you are is good enough, do you cry? do you struggle to believe them? do you have to try your damnedest just to make yourself hear the words? Do you wonder if, one day, you'll learn to be happy with who you are?
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if you hate neet trans girls then youâre really gonna hate this new concept i just invented called âdisabled peopleâ
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a little team bonding goes a long way for employee morale ;>
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Conversation with a Native Son: Maya Angelou and James Baldwin
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