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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

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Murciélago. It's not trashy, somehow? Very over the top in every single way, NOT good but the kind of bad that's fun to read?

hi what r you reading. tugs at ur sleeve. tell me about it in at least three words. i love yuou

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Cannot fucking wait until the fucking surface healing finishes. Thankfully not hypergranulated but ughghgh the wound beds take forever to fully close up :(

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Twin snakes

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Let's hear it for dj's who upload their own line outs

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i dont think it's supposed to be doing that

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tumblr staff doesn’t want you to know this, but a great way to treat small amounts of granulation tissue to prevent it from becoming hypergranulation inside the canal of your neovagina is to make a hypersaline solution (more in tense version of regular saline) and soak a tampon in it, and then insert that tampon into your vaginal canal

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why does most Steven universe fanart (especially from what I've seen) exclude garnet. even the side characters with a half of minute screentime get more attention.

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Single Use

the training is faster then they expect, merely six months of course work and another three in the simulator. When mechs were being proposed it was supposed to take years, years of grueling work, of practice, of getting to know your machine, but in the end there wasn't time. They were a rush job, and corners had to be cut. The machinery was simple, hydraulics, pneumatics, actuators, large steel plates and heavily jacketed wiring, building the body was the easy part. The corners they cut were on the interface. physical controls weren't enough, and the sensor helmets were inefficient. The nerve ports wired into the spinal column were the best long term solution, but they were five, maybe ten years from field testing, and there just wasn't time. we never had enough time.

Instead, mech pilots are trained in secret. Their fatalities are muddled into the infantry numbers. they take nine months to train, and we get six hours out of each. But it's worth it. it's the only way to fight an enemy like this. The pilots don't know that, of course. and every soldier whose stood out on the battlefield with nothing but a steel helmet and a few ceramic plates around their vitals would rather fight from the inside of a mech. We get a lot of volunteers. they don't know. If they did, we wouldn't stand a chance of winning.

It's disgusting, really. i threw up the first time i watched it happen, watched that bulbous probe smash through that poor girls skull, her excited smile twitching at the corners of her mouth, her trusting eyes fixed on mine, that expression frozen on her face as her consciousness was obliterated too fast for signals to crawl down her nerves to the muscles in her cheeks. She just kept smiling, as it used her. as the tendrils of the probe extended out, snaking through the folds of her brain to find their purchase, before locking in, and joining her simulated experience with the onboard systems. The clock ticked down. five hours, fifty nine minutes, fifty three seconds. Enough time for one short field mission, before her brain burned out, and the steel body would hunger for a new one.

I got used to it. got used to wishing them good luck, to sharing their smiles as they climbed into those cabs. I knew what the training videos said. "You're a triad, your machine, your mechanic, and you". Every single one thought I was there to be their friend. their support. The one who kept them going. I just did tune ups between each run. And I dragged their bodies to the chute. and cleaned their skull chips out of the cabin.

They say mech pilots aren't human. The rumors go that they're something far more... animalistic. some fusion built organic machine, divorced from humanity by their melding with the mechs, their prowess on the battlefield, and their unquenchable bloodlust. It's half true. They're not human, not by the time I meet them. They're bullets. I just load them into the gun.

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im applying a new problem-solving philosophy that i learned from the way of the sword. i basically cut down anyone who stands in my way like animals lead to the slaughter and its really improved my workflow. im running into way fewer problems that cannot be solved by applying swordlogic

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Hi there 🌱 I hope you are doing well. My name is Naser, and I’m from Gaza. I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I wanted to share a piece of my story — because right now, it’s the only way I know to try and survive.

This war has changed everything. I lost my mother and my sister. Our home is gone. What used to be a normal life — school, family meals, laughter — has been replaced by fear, rubble, and silence.

Now, I’m displaced with my three younger brothers. I’ve become their protector, their parent, their hope. We sleep side by side and I try to make them feel safe, even when I’m scared too.

We are trying to raise funds to rebuild our lives — to find a safe place, to go back to school, to have something to believe in again. I dream of going to university. My brothers have their own dreams too — of being a doctor, an engineer, just being kids again.

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Thank you for taking the time to read this 🙏 And if you'd rather not receive messages like this, please just let me know and I won’t reach out again.

With love and resilience

Happy to reblog/share what we can

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Hello, my name is Saja. I’m a mother to a beautiful 8-month-old baby girl, writing this from a place I never imagined I’d be — surrounded by destruction, holding on to my daughter while the world around us falls apart. 💔

We used to have a home. 🏚 A simple place, but it was filled with love. Now it’s gone. What remains are memories, silence, and an overwhelming fear of what tomorrow may bring.

Each day, I wake up not knowing if we will make it through the next. My daughter should be learning to walk, to smile at strangers, to feel safe in her world — but instead, she’s learning to live in the middle of a war zone. 🕊️

I’m not writing this to ask for pity. I’m sharing our truth because silence won’t protect us. Maybe, through this message, someone will hear us — and care. 🤍

If you feel moved to share our story or offer support, it would mean more than words can say. Every kind act ripples outward. ✨

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Thank you for taking a moment to listen. 🙏

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honestly i have to kinda disagree with that post thats like “being knightcore doesnt mean pro monarchy just swear ur undying loyalty to ur bff or ur crush or smth”

no. thats not what makes it sexy. either grapple with your beloved master’s role as a symbol of the state or choose to ignore it entirely and remain their loyal hound to whatever end, uncaring of the structures of power which you serve. become naught but a blade, the burden of your choices left to settle in the hand that wields you. it’s not about being besties forever it’s about OWNERSHIP and DUBIOUS MORALITY and FRANKLY QUESTIONABLE POWER DIFFERENTIALS

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Why does an aggressive wobble make it easier. That is not typically what we think of as a "relaxing" sound!

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the mere thought of regular non-transgender guys that want to be girls must make your/people like your’s brain collapse in on itself

By definition trans women are amab people who want to be girls. So not really? You’re just saying a self contradicting sentence.

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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.

Dear humanity,

Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.

I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉

Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.

My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.

Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others

I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.

I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺

Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.

So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.

Please Donate now:👇

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