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My biggest fear isn’t dying alone- it’s living unseen and unloved, as if I were never here at all

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Honestly, y'all, I'm begging you. Take the time to think and learn for yourself. Even if it's just something casual like knitting or cooking. Exercise your brain. It's important.

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Are they ‘trauma dumping’ or are they just discussing their life experience and you are such an asshole that you can’t stand to be confronted with information that makes you uncomfortable for 0.005 seconds???

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remember kids, the moral of "Irish and Italians weren't even considered White yet!" isn't "because in those times people were so ignorant they didn't think the Irish were white". the moral is "because white is an unreal category created to justify slavery and ongoing hoarding of power and wealth". It's not that you know better about Italians. It's that the boundaries of the higher caste have changed.

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Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “See”

[Text ID: “How rare to see someone and feel. / How rare to see someone and know / you are not alone, / for your eyes are theirs, / your pain, too. / How rare to truly see someone.”]

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As the average age of the Tumblr user rises over time we've gone from "oh my god I want a natural disaster to destroy my school and high school students have the same levels of anxiety as 1950's asylum patients and school isn't about learning its about memorizing" to "oh my god why are kids today so lazy and sacrificing their souls don't they know that working long miserable hours is what gives life its meaning." If any of you said "okay boomer" back in 2019 it's time to look in the mirror.

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"I know chatgpt is bad but you just don't really have any choice" you literally do. Don't use it. Have some moral backbone.

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Knitting! Nope gotta untangle string first

Crochet! After I untangle some string

Weaving - untangle lots of string

Cross stitch - hold up, string is tangled and I am full of rage

Sewing: string tangled into tiny knots of hatred

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Victor Frankenstein syndrome aka you spent nights over nights crying and bleeding over this work and now that it's finally done you're just like "nvm. it's trash" and go to bed

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It’s hard to be excited about my birthday when I’ve spent most of my life hoping that “maybe this year I’ll have a good birthday” only to be met with disappointment.

I’ve started expecting nothing and I still get disappointed. Why prioritize something that was never important before?

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this. this one.

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I love how I didn’t ask you for anything, didn’t beg, didn’t argue but I would have if you asked and yet, you could only provide me with nothing in the end.

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I have so much love I’m begging for someone to take. But there must be something wrong with it—I must not have made it right—for everyone who passes me leaves me only with a cold, blind gaze. And I wonder if I was ever meant to make it at all.

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I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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I dislike hoping because the universe has a tendency to not give it to me, but I once hoped for someone like you and remembered that there were special instances where my wishes were fulfilled.