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Reblog if you are a Pagan willing to answer any questions about your practice without hate, ridicule, sarcasm, or superiority.
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Reblog if you're not homophobic
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
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I never got the "your cat would eat you if you died" hangup. its not like im using the meat for anything anymore
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small vent
Lately I’ve been finding it hard to really do anything. Most of the time I just rot in my room and do nothing aside from my basic needs and scrolling my phone. And this really sucks because I want to do things for my deities, and I have the energy to do so, I just don’t have any motivation. I can’t even bring myself to do something simple, like saying good morning/night to them. And it makes me feel like I’m a bad person for not being able to do more for them.
#not looking for advice#vent#v’s stuff#hellenic polytheism#helpol#hellenic deities#hellenic pagan#hellenic polythiest
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you’re thinking of ‘trunk’. punk is something of little worth or value
"kindness is punk", "solar is punk", punk is when you kick a football
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The tags are everything I know. I am sharing this with every single one to try and spread the word.
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BREAKING NEWS!!!!!
Donald Trump found alive in his home 😰
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seeing a black cat is actually good luck because then you get to see a cat
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that awkward moment when it 00:20 but your scrolling tumblr cuz you can’t sleep
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Behind the Scenes at Camp Half-Blood: Chapter 1
Summer was bored, and her legs were starting to hurt from standing up for so long. It was a normal day, but noon was approaching, as was the hottest part of the day. Things were about as normal as they normally were, which means nothing was normal. She started to stare into space when she heard someone call her name. It was her best friend, Juliet. “Hey, Summer. Do you want to sneak away?” “No, Clarisse would probably catch us anyways.” “Yeah you’re right..” After that short conversation, she continued staring into space, when she heard a scream and saw someone who looked to be about 12 running from a hellhound. Summer shot the hellhound, the arrow striking its head, and the creature turned into dust. She then said, “I’m going to check out whats going on down there,” before heading down the hill to see what was going on.
#v’s stuff#bschb#behind the scenes at camp half-blood#pjo fanfiction#pjo fanfic#percy jackson#pjo oc#pjo hoo toa#pjo fandom
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social experimnt
reblog this so it goes all over tumblr
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Istg if I see one more ai "artist" I'm jumping off a roof
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