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I mean, fuck, I like bed. I like sleep. I like cozy blankies I like napping, I like to eep. I like Z catching and wink catching and counting sheep. I like doing beddie bye shit. Snooze it? Honk mimi

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I'M JUST A KID AND MY LIFE IS A NIGHTMARE

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shoutout to all my people with invisible disabilities

shoutout to people who don’t feel disabled enough

shoutout to people who have been denied care because they don’t look disabled

shoutout to people who thug it out every single day because the world doesnt stop when you’re disabled no matter how much you wish it would

shoutout to people with no diagnosis but still have symptoms because you don’t need a diagnosis to have symptoms

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What we’ve gotta understand is that “the modern Internet is abolishing spaces for adults” and “the modern Internet is abolishing space for children” are compatible phenomena. Neither group is being favoured: the modern Internet is abolishing spaces for adults (i.e., because grown-up topics aren’t advertiser friendly) and the modern Internet is abolishing spaces for children (i.e., because online communities which consist principally of people who have no money are hard to sell things to). The Internet that contemporary corporate interests are trying to build isn’t a space for anyone – it’s the digital equivalent of an Ikea showroom.

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Reblog to make it die faster

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hi. its me again. its too late for me to think about this so i hope these make sense.

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The thing about the r slur is that people who are using it again are indeed using it as a slur. This isn't a word that is being reclaimed. This is a word that is once again being used 100% as a slur. You're being a bigot if you're using it against others. Straight up. There isn't another argument to be made. Knock it tf off.

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"honestly i think lukey is so chill because if my date to the ball was looking at his ex and his other ex i wouldve lost it. i think lukey shouldve been the one killing me. tbh" LMAOOO

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i have a new theory called alive internet theory where i propose that the internet is full of real people and you can befriend some of them even and maybe actually kiss them and more

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99% of ramblers quit right before they conceive of a coherent thought. KEEP TALKING

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Clown’s fighting is a dance. It looks effortless and entrancing, whirling around an opponent who must either fall into step or die. Whose blood, Clown said, painted the story of their demise onto the ground.

Sneeg’s fighting is a brawl. It is wild and brutal, and it cares only for its end goal- death. Those against the ones he loves must fall; the means are irrelevant and the action simple. To him, there is no reverence, no elaborate tale to be told. But as he watches Ros’ blood pool on the floor, he sees the story Clown would talk about in that stupid, overly grandiose manner of his. He writes it. And every word crashes and resounds in his ears.

When Clown fought Mocha, the blood spatters said “This is what must be done.” Each mounting wound urged “You only delay your inevitable death.” The final, fatal blow whispered “…Well fought.” They had met one another’s eyes- seasoned combatants- longing and hatred to dutiful impassiveness. It was an epic with highs and lows culminating in a final, graceful, mutually bloody exchange.

As Sneeg tore through Ros’ flesh and bone in one violent swing, her blood screamed for help. It surged towards him accusingly, seeping into his very being and telling him exactly how mortal, how fragile, how dying her body was. Aimsey had looked at him expectantly as he brought the warhammer down, Owen had been defiant, Lukey hadn’t even been close enough to see. But Ros’ eyes held only disbelief and a fading light that still pierced through her sworn protector. It was barely a paragraph, yet the story her blood told was one of tragedy.

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can my open and heavily bleeding wound hang out with us

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[guy with the Cant Focus Disorder] why the fuck can't I focus

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okay keep in mind that i need to get caught up with ros’s vods to make a confident statement. BUT. i have seen people talking about how tr!ros seems to be very quickly lamenting about how alone she a day or two after some of yellow can’t be online and how that’s kind of strange and unreasonable. but i think it kind of makes sense with how she thinks about relationships?

iirc awhile ago she made a metaphor that she is like the castle: empty, something that she wants to fill with people and life. i think ros is a very troubled character. when she is left to her own devices or has her beliefs and actions questioned by other characters she spirals very quickly into violence and avoidance and discomfort. i think at her core ros just dislikes herself very strongly as a person and/or just feels an empty apathy in relation to herself that makes her uncomfortable. i think a lot of ros’s relationships serve as distractions from herself, or give the illusion of life she feels she lacks, which is why she gets so upset both when she’s left alone even for a little bit and when she’s forced to think about herself and her actions.

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