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reddit white is like the typical racist guy living in a multicultural city with whom every time a nonwhite person enters their FOV they'll whip out the most predictable derisive racist quip like a pokemon shouting its own name. they'll consume nonwhite cultures as theatre but refuse to engage with it on the same level as white culture. tumblr white is like a gated community guy who is so unbelievably insulated from any nonwhite people or culture they'll straight up say wild shit like "well no one told me that dark skinned people didn't have thicker veins! how was i supposed to know that? you can't blame me for that!"

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im getting really fucking sick of all this “it gets better!” bullshit. im going to have depression for the rest of my life. it’s not going to “””get better””” fuck you

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Bix Archer (American, 1997) - Kitchen Apparition (2024)

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Bix Archer (American, 1997) - Kitchen Apparition (2024)

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So imagine you're Gerson. And there's a prophecy with 3 heroes that inspired you to write a series of novels that changed your life and the lives of many others. the prophecy is the foundation of your town's religion, which your son has dedicated himself to.

You get brought back to life and meet the three heroes, and within 5 minutes one of the little weirdos turns to the other two and says

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Everyone meet my son it's his first day on earth

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My brother is on Skyrim and a butterfly picked up his horse and is flying around with it????

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People are having a normal one at Uchikoshi wrecking a transphobe on Twitter

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How are my sweetie pees

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im a huge fan of this sort of image

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ew theyr flirting in public

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*sees someone on Social Medias that i am no longer on speaking terms with* i must not lurk. lurking is the mind killer. lurking is the little death that brings total obliteration. i will face my desire to lurk. i will permit it to pass over me and through me. and when it has gone past i will turn the inner eye to see it's path. where the desire to lurk has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.

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a single dry cough