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Being sensitive is actually so fucking irritating, especially when you give off “I’m not sensitive” vibes but you are literally the biggest fucking sense ball of all fucking time

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good luck and stay safe to anyone going to the ‘no kings protest’s today!!!!! you’re making a difference!!! 🫶🫶

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Sing it sister!!!

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Tess is very very determined and nothing is going to stop her from doing what she wants.

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it's such a bummer that losing control of your emotions only makes the entire situation worse in really embarrassing personal ways. losing control of my emotions should give me pyrokinesis.

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"What radicalized you?"

Nothing.

I've just always held that fascism is bad and that all people deserve basic respect and human rights, along with food, healthcare, housing, and civil liberties.

And somewhere along the line, that became a radical opinion.

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Yea

i’m being so dead serious when i say i need a makeout session with grinding and dry humping rn. like, right this instance right now in this moment i need it like oxygen

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UGH THIS IS A NEED

rafe waking you up from a nap ༯

you’d fallen asleep mid afternoon, around three. you didn’t mean to but rafe was rubbing your back and it relaxed you enough to fall asleep within literal minutes.

you’re woken up by a small kiss on your cheek, then the blanket was pulled away from your face. you immediately frown and open your eyes to see rafe.

“hey, sweetheart…” he greets you softly with his fingers running over your scalp. you hum in response and close your eyes again.

“i’m sorry, angel… i know you wanna nap but it’s five thirty…” he kisses your cheek yet again and you sigh.

his hand trails back down to rub your back, rubbing firm circles. he sits down next to you and pats his lap.

“come sit with me, i need you to wake up. now.” he says slightly firmer but not harshly. you crawl onto his lap and sit facing him, your legs either side of his. “— there she is…” he smiles softly and pushes your messy hair out of your face.

you bury your face in his chest and he pulls you closer against him. he decides to continue talking to you, to keep you awake.

“what would you like for dinner, baby…?” he rocks you gently. he’s never been this soft with anyone and he’d be damned if anyone found out.

“a nap…” you respond, your voice soft but raspy from sleep.

he chuckles and presses a kiss against the top of your head before resting his cheek against your head.

“you’re funny” he replies fondly, his arms squeezing you tighter.

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Gospel 🙏

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“im gay” “im straight”

okay? my name is inigo montoya? you killed my father? prepare to die?