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Still one of my favorite things I've created

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Ohhhh I get it! The days repeat each week!

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comic-ey stuff I didn't wanna label and organize so I hope y'all can understand it

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*aborted little brother voice* it would be my turn on the xbox...if i existed...

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my camel straight up told me "man i am not carrying another fucking straw" like wtf asshole its just one straw whats your fucking issue

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you’re god damn right there isn’t

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Have you ever felt that a part of yourself was missing and known, deep within the places where your bones come together, that there is nothing you could ever do to get it back? That you were born incomplete and destined to die as hollowed out as the day you realized what you were? A bad, broken thing. An ugly-hearted, angry waste of potential. I could have had everything, been anything. And yet I am me. There is a part of you that knows that you are ill-fitting among others. Your mishapen self scrapes against them as parts of you stick out at odd angles without your control. The look in the eyes of your mother as she struggles to love you. You despise her for how hard she tries to hide her hate. She can never quite mask her disappointment. It peaks through the cracks in old photos of her, when her smile was its brightest before you were born.

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So like an hour ago I just lear🪨︵︵ned that— what the fuck was that. Someone just skipped a rock across my post did you see that

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If Jane Bennet was the narrator of Pride and Prejudice, we'd have a new type of unreliable narrator that I can't personally think of any examples of in literature (though they are common in real life) where the person is too nice to describe immoral and/or foolish characters and their motives accurately.

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“Go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.”

— Kurt Vonnegut (via lazypacific)

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Random linguistic worldbuilding: A language with six sets of pronouns, which are set by one's current state of existence. There's a separate pronoun for people who are alive, people who are dead, and potential future people who are yet to be born, and the ambiguous ones of "may or may not be alive or aleady dead", "may or may not have even been born yet", and the ultimate general/ambiguous all-covering one that covers all ambiguous states.

The culture has a specific defined term for that tragic span of time when a widow keeps accidentally referring to their spouse with living pronouns. New parents-to-be dropping the happy surprise news of a pregnancy by referring to their future child with the "is yet to be born" pronoun instead of a more ambiguous one and waiting for the "wait what did you just say?" reactions.

Someone jokingly referring to themselves with the dead person pronouns just to highlight how horrible their current hangover is. A notorious aspiring ladies' man who keeps trying to pursue women in their 20s despite of approaching middle age fails to notice the insult when someone asks him when he's planning to get married, and uses the pronoun that implies that his ideal future bride may not even be born yet.

A mother whose young adult child just moved away from home for the first time, who continues to dramatically refer to their child with "may or may not be already dead" until the aforementioned child replies to her on facebook like "ma stop telling people I'm dead" and having her respond with "well how could I possibly know that when you don't even write to us? >:,C"

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An “I can see when people will die displayed above their heads” story but it is not the time of their death. It’s the order.

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I have begun to write my Magnum Opus. I will have to change the names for copywrite purposes, but make no mistake that this book, which I intend to publish, will contain nothing but Kermit x Joker erotica.

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Have you guys seen that clip

Go off Kermit

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