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Bro I fucking love the DB Cooper case nothing about this whole situation sounds real. None of the passengers on the plane realized they were being hijacked until the plane landed two hours after it was supposed to and the fbi showed up with suitcases full of money. The note about the bomb almost went unnoticed because the flight attendant thought she was being sexually harassed so she didn't read it. One of the main suspects was the first trans woman in Washington to have a sex change operation. A reporter who was so dead set on his suspect that he brought him to court was so upset about being wrong that he went catatonic and was treated with electroshock therapy and it WORKED. There's been multiple "I'm DB Cooper" death confessions. He never even SAID his name was DB Cooper. Either he got away with a million bucks in today's money and the most iconic and harmless crime American history or he impaled himself on a pine tree while falling a zillion miles an hour in the dark while clutching duffel bags full of cash and either option is equally hilarious. He wore a clip on tie. He committed an act of sky piracy. What in the fucking looney toons
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Bothering the beast
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so it’s the month of may huh?…well if you replaced the ‘m’ in may with ‘g’ well…you ‘may’ be surprised at what you find 😏😏
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okay but saying “i wish i had known you sooner” — like the love in my heart is growing so big and fast for you that i wish i had the opportunity to have you way earlier by my side, because i want to love you longer than i can do now. my love for you reaches my past and makes a place for you.
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isn't it insane though how schizophrenic people are viewed as violent and dangerous by the majority of society when in reality schizophrenic people are nearly 14 times more likely to be on the receiving end of violence than to be the perpetrators...
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math people scare me. math people will be like "math works in mysterious ways TO YOU. i get it though." and they do and it's fucking terrifying.
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Hey you know that really disturbing thing where you yawn and your salivary gland shoots a concentrated spray of saliva out of one of its horrid nozzles like you’re a venom spitting snake for some godawful reason
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im trying to go to sleep but i cannotttttt stop thinking about this and laughing
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you ever just sit and realise u can’t remember 80% of your childhood? like … what happened? who am i ..?
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Prompt: Dark Secret (Escapril Day 25)
hey, tell me a secret, will you?
which one?
a dark one?
from the boxes under my bed?
from the boxes under your bed.
can you take it?
will you make it? until the end?
i can't say. for sure.
promise me. you'll stay.
if i drift away? i take your hand.
break into pieces? i gather ’em all.
reek of ashes? i wash ’em in my tears.
what would you do with a punctured heart?
i’ll bloom lotus right inside.
what of the bruises? that i painted on myself?
i’ll draw maps for a wonderland.
i wanna choke my mirror to death.
i wanna stain my white sheets red.
i wanna scream at the top of my lungs.
i wanna grieve and mourn and punch.
and i don't care who calls me insane.
do you and anything you want
but stay my love. stay.
play with your nails and teeth
for one more day. just one more day.
it does get grayer, less grayer, then gray.
i read the script somewhere.
of everything you said.
my world is blue, not gray.
and i'm drowning every day.
i know, i heard you the first time
it's one body, two crimes.
your scars are still all mine.
you didn't do it. did you?
i did, but didn't make it.
you are a loser. a sore one.
i can teach you too, how to lose.
we lose either way.
sure, but this side just smells better.
our brain is a killer anyway.
on sundays, we can befriend her.
what about sunday? birth-day?
will you stay? i may.
promise? just for one day.
— circadeacademia
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Bilbo woke up with the early sun in his eyes by J.R.R. Tolkien
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gonna start asking hockey dudes on tinder if they can define goaltender interference and if they give me any answer other than “i don’t know” i’m unmatching them
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it’s really important that you are a little bit in love with your friends btw. it’s crucial even
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something they don’t tell you about being autistic is that every character you write WILL end up autistic/autistic-coded whether you like it or not
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Announcing: Genloss Week! in celebration of the 1 year anniversary of generation loss, I wanted to host a little fandom week for our favorite horror comedy show :]
a huge thank you to egg @kertoir for making this amazing poster!! RULES:
ALL MEDIAS ALLOWED! PLEASE make visual art, edits, fanfics, poetry and more!! i want to see all your amazing creativity :D
tag any blood, gore, or horror themes appropriately, and no sexual themes allowed.
use the tag #genlossweek2024 (and #1YEAROFGENLOSS on twitter) !
also, there's no right or wrong way to use the prompts! they are there to give you inspiration, not restrict you. if you want, you can disregard the prompts entirely, mix and match, or use both! the way they work is there's one "setting" prompt and one "abstract" prompt, there to give you a range of ideas :p
anyways that's all. have fun and happy genlosing ! I can't wait to see all the things you make!
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(me, my parents, my sister, and the baby are sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch)
baby, pointing at the light fixture over the table and signing "on": o.*
my sister: we actually can't turn that light on right now, because the lightbulb inside is burnt out! it needs a new one.
baby: ighbu.
sister: yes, lightbulb! granddaddy said after we eat he's going to climb up there on a ladder and change it, and then the light will come on!
baby: gadada! adda, uuu! ighbu o!
sister: exactly!
baby, signing "on" and pointing at the light and then my dad, with increasing urgency: GADADA ADDA UUUU. O.
my sister: we're going to finish eating first though, ok?
baby: nonono. O. gadada adda uuu.
[a split second goes by]
baby, pointing to himself: ba. adda uuu. ighbu.
me: you're going to climb the ladder and change the lightbulb yourself?
baby: dzyeah. *pointing to the buckle where he is buckled into the high chair* ububu.
me: unbuckle you? so you can change the lightbulb?
baby, highly businesslike: dzyeah.
*pronounced like "on" without the n
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