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It's them if you squint.

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Astarion Ancunin in Baldur's Gate 3 (2023).

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bora - no more (ma boy) behind the scenes

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pv for the new game🥳

This game is called "HTTYD Journey" （驯龙高手：旅程）and is an officially licensed Dreamworks game, created by a Chinese gaming company. This game has just been promoted and has not yet entered the testing phase.

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cerébro todo arruinado intoxicado fodido e esculhambado

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Please do things to strengthen your attention span. It stresses me out so much when people just accept their small attention spans and cater to them without any acknowledgment that they are making it worse by doing that.

There is a reason attention spans are worse now and it didn’t just happen by chance. Media and the internet designed it that way and we went with it because it was easier.

Some of us with ADHD and brain fog need to meet ourselves where we’re at and lengthen our exercise span by watching a two minute video instead of a one minute video. Some of us need to sit down and read a novel with our phones turned off.

Wherever you’re at, just realize that not doing things that feel hard will keep making your attention span worse.

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ALSO i wanted to say that i recognize that I had a problem facing my mistakes. I know i'd get defensive when they'd point out something that I did that harmed them in some way. I still feel like none was intentional, it was mostly because of miscommunication, things that I didn't know would hurt. And every time they pointed it out i'd feel like i was being attacked. And i'm sorry for that, i should've faced it better. I know better know, and i know that they do too. We can be better friends to our new friends than we were to each other. I was healing too, you know... I had problems too... That's why we were a dangerous mix. I feel like I always threw the whole blame on them, and that's not right. I started to close off and become bitter once the relationship got too much. But everyone in my life - therapist included - said that it wasn't my fault. But they knew me and liked me, so i think they were all biased. I recognize the things I could've done better. And I hope to not repeat it again to my new friends. I'm sorry for not realising it sooner.

I Miss You

I miss you. I miss being your friend. I miss talking to you all day, everyday. I miss sharing stories with you, talking about movies and cartoons and everything else. I miss geeking out with you. I miss telling you things that I would never dare tell anyone else. I miss trying new things with you. I miss all the silly things we would do together. I miss just hanging out with you, dreaming about the future (that i'd never have the strenght or willpower to pursue). I miss hearing you talk about the things that you love and learn new things (and i'm sorry that i'd forget about it soon after, i didn't mean to I swear). I miss drawing you, and being drawn by you. I miss being childish with you. I miss being able to be a kid with you, even though we met on our late teens and early twenties.

I do NOT miss your high expectations on me. I don't miss how you would expect me to give up my life, my time and my personality just for you, simply because you were used to doing that for others. I don't miss how you'd be sad every time i got something good going on in my life just because you didn't have that (when you had other things going on for you and hey - i'd be jealous of you, too! but i never let that show). I don't miss how you'd be jealous of my other friends when I told you a billion times that none of them had what we had. I do not miss how'd you never believe me when i said that i loved you, just because i wasn't doing - or being - exactly what you wanted me to. I do not miss your tantrums and how you'd talk to me in a offensive manner, attacking me everytime you got angry. I do not miss you asking me to tell you everytime I was with my boyfriend, or asking me if I got texts from other people - and then getting angry at me for not feeling comfortable in telling you that type of thing. I do not miss you not being able to understand that I wasn't available for you all the time. I do not miss your inability to understand my financial situation at that time. I do not miss you intentionally doing things that you thought would harm me just because you wanted me to suffer like you were suffering - exactly like you told me one time. I do no miss the fact that you stated that you wanted to use me to replace your mother's care, and i definetely do not miss that you got mad when i said that I don't want to be that for you. I do not miss how you said that you didn't go on vacation during our college break to spend time with me without even telling me, and then got mad that i had other plans. I don't miss you comparing my life to yours, failing to see the bad things that were happening in my life as well - having you as a friend being one of them. I don't miss how you made me feel wrong, like a bad person, because I couldn't be exactly who you wanted me to. I do not miss when I told you about my complications with this type of relationship and you did not care and insisted that I do it anyway. I do not miss when you cried at my birthday party, in front of all my family and friends, saying that you felt bad because everyone was talking about future plans and you were never included in anything - but you were included in a very present plan, hey, you were at my birthday party! I wanted you there, and you failed to see it. You'd cry everytime someone else got the attention that you wanted all for yourself. I do not miss how'd you suddenly run away everytime without saying anything. I do not miss how you'd make sure everyone knew your triggers but never cared about mine. I do not miss how you'd always force me to say things that I didn't want to just because that's what you wanted to hear. I do not miss feeling scared of telling you things or talking to you because i never knew how you would react. I do not miss you "trauma dumping" me and then blocking me the single time I felt bad enough to do the same. I do not miss when you said that you'd felt like hurting me to your friends over twitter - and then proceeded to not understand why that upset me. I do not miss you only doing thing to me because you expected i did the exact same for you as if human relationships were some sort of transaction.

When I put it like that, the scale is unbalanced. The bad things pile is way bigger than the good things pile. But still, I miss you. Because at some point we had a true connection. I know I was wrong to keep you around expecting you to go back to being the good friend that I met and had a lot of fun with during the pandemic. It was my mistake to expect you to go back, and I understand that in this moment i was the one who hurt you with my expectations. Like you, I wanted you to be someone you weren't anymore and I'm sorry for that. I guess i just missed my friend a lot. I'm sorry if I hurt you because this whole situation was difficult for me, too. I didn't know how to act, I've never had a friend like you before. And a lot of your triggers were pulling mines, too. We hurt each other a lot, even unintentionally - althought there were times when you did it pretty much intentionally. I always saw you like a victim, that once you got the help you needed we could go back to being friends exactly like before. But i was wrong, and that was not fair. When i understood that I couldn't wait for you to "get better" by your side and tried to go away, you said all those bad things about me and that hurt me a lot. In that moment, I realised that we could never go back to what we were because these things would echo through my mind. How can I be friends with someone who wished the worst for me? In our case our relationship is exactly like this phrase that my boyfriend told me once: "a ralationship is like coffee. Once it cools down, it doen't matter if you try to re-heat it, it won't taste the same". I guess that it must mean something that all my friends, family and boyfriend never liked you in the first place.

Still, I miss you. For some fucking reason I miss you.

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It's weird to talk about it here because i got mad that they posted about it on their twitter account but i guess it's different because no one irl follows me ??? and I didn't say their name ?? i've never had a problem with them venting about it online, what bothered me is that they said that they felt LIKE HURTING ME phisically ??? to people we both knew ????? And it's okay if they want to talk about it with their friends, i've always talked about us to my friends and family - that's why they all hated them. But like. It still feels weird since we had a fight about something close to it. I don't expect them to see it, but if they do, i hope they understand that i'm just venting and mean no harm, I needed to get this out of my chest somehow and here felt like the right place. I truly hope that you are happy with your new friends, you seem to be, but I don't want to talk to you ever again, it'd hurt too much. I want to see you happy and thrive, okay? I hope you are alright, you deserve to be. But far from me. We hurt each other too much. I know i hurt you even if i never wanted to. We are like sodium and water - perfectly fine on their own but explode once in contact with the other. We bring the worst of each other to the surface i guess. I'm sorry, so very sorry.

I Miss You

I miss you. I miss being your friend. I miss talking to you all day, everyday. I miss sharing stories with you, talking about movies and cartoons and everything else. I miss geeking out with you. I miss telling you things that I would never dare tell anyone else. I miss trying new things with you. I miss all the silly things we would do together. I miss just hanging out with you, dreaming about the future (that i'd never have the strenght or willpower to pursue). I miss hearing you talk about the things that you love and learn new things (and i'm sorry that i'd forget about it soon after, i didn't mean to I swear). I miss drawing you, and being drawn by you. I miss being childish with you. I miss being able to be a kid with you, even though we met on our late teens and early twenties.

I do NOT miss your high expectations on me. I don't miss how you would expect me to give up my life, my time and my personality just for you, simply because you were used to doing that for others. I don't miss how you'd be sad every time i got something good going on in my life just because you didn't have that (when you had other things going on for you and hey - i'd be jealous of you, too! but i never let that show). I don't miss how you'd be jealous of my other friends when I told you a billion times that none of them had what we had. I do not miss how'd you never believe me when i said that i loved you, just because i wasn't doing - or being - exactly what you wanted me to. I do not miss your tantrums and how you'd talk to me in a offensive manner, attacking me everytime you got angry. I do not miss you asking me to tell you everytime I was with my boyfriend, or asking me if I got texts from other people - and then getting angry at me for not feeling comfortable in telling you that type of thing. I do not miss you not being able to understand that I wasn't available for you all the time. I do not miss your inability to understand my financial situation at that time. I do not miss you intentionally doing things that you thought would harm me just because you wanted me to suffer like you were suffering - exactly like you told me one time. I do no miss the fact that you stated that you wanted to use me to replace your mother's care, and i definetely do not miss that you got mad when i said that I don't want to be that for you. I do not miss how you said that you didn't go on vacation during our college break to spend time with me without even telling me, and then got mad that i had other plans. I don't miss you comparing my life to yours, failing to see the bad things that were happening in my life as well - having you as a friend being one of them. I don't miss how you made me feel wrong, like a bad person, because I couldn't be exactly who you wanted me to. I do not miss when I told you about my complications with this type of relationship and you did not care and insisted that I do it anyway. I do not miss when you cried at my birthday party, in front of all my family and friends, saying that you felt bad because everyone was talking about future plans and you were never included in anything - but you were included in a very present plan, hey, you were at my birthday party! I wanted you there, and you failed to see it. You'd cry everytime someone else got the attention that you wanted all for yourself. I do not miss how'd you suddenly run away everytime without saying anything. I do not miss how you'd make sure everyone knew your triggers but never cared about mine. I do not miss how you'd always force me to say things that I didn't want to just because that's what you wanted to hear. I do not miss feeling scared of telling you things or talking to you because i never knew how you would react. I do not miss you "trauma dumping" me and then blocking me the single time I felt bad enough to do the same. I do not miss when you said that you'd felt like hurting me to your friends over twitter - and then proceeded to not understand why that upset me. I do not miss you only doing thing to me because you expected i did the exact same for you as if human relationships were some sort of transaction.

When I put it like that, the scale is unbalanced. The bad things pile is way bigger than the good things pile. But still, I miss you. Because at some point we had a true connection. I know I was wrong to keep you around expecting you to go back to being the good friend that I met and had a lot of fun with during the pandemic. It was my mistake to expect you to go back, and I understand that in this moment i was the one who hurt you with my expectations. Like you, I wanted you to be someone you weren't anymore and I'm sorry for that. I guess i just missed my friend a lot. I'm sorry if I hurt you because this whole situation was difficult for me, too. I didn't know how to act, I've never had a friend like you before. And a lot of your triggers were pulling mines, too. We hurt each other a lot, even unintentionally - althought there were times when you did it pretty much intentionally. I always saw you like a victim, that once you got the help you needed we could go back to being friends exactly like before. But i was wrong, and that was not fair. When i understood that I couldn't wait for you to "get better" by your side and tried to go away, you said all those bad things about me and that hurt me a lot. In that moment, I realised that we could never go back to what we were because these things would echo through my mind. How can I be friends with someone who wished the worst for me? In our case our relationship is exactly like this phrase that my boyfriend told me once: "a ralationship is like coffee. Once it cools down, it doen't matter if you try to re-heat it, it won't taste the same". I guess that it must mean something that all my friends, family and boyfriend never liked you in the first place.

Still, I miss you. For some fucking reason I miss you.

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I Miss You

I miss you. I miss being your friend. I miss talking to you all day, everyday. I miss sharing stories with you, talking about movies and cartoons and everything else. I miss geeking out with you. I miss telling you things that I would never dare tell anyone else. I miss trying new things with you. I miss all the silly things we would do together. I miss just hanging out with you, dreaming about the future (that i'd never have the strenght or willpower to pursue). I miss hearing you talk about the things that you love and learn new things (and i'm sorry that i'd forget about it soon after, i didn't mean to I swear). I miss drawing you, and being drawn by you. I miss being childish with you. I miss being able to be a kid with you, even though we met on our late teens and early twenties.

I do NOT miss your high expectations on me. I don't miss how you would expect me to give up my life, my time and my personality just for you, simply because you were used to doing that for others. I don't miss how you'd be sad every time i got something good going on in my life just because you didn't have that (when you had other things going on for you and hey - i'd be jealous of you, too! but i never let that show). I don't miss how you'd be jealous of my other friends when I told you a billion times that none of them had what we had. I do not miss how'd you never believe me when i said that i loved you, just because i wasn't doing - or being - exactly what you wanted me to. I do not miss your tantrums and how you'd talk to me in a offensive manner, attacking me everytime you got angry. I do not miss you asking me to tell you everytime I was with my boyfriend, or asking me if I got texts from other people - and then getting angry at me for not feeling comfortable in telling you that type of thing. I do not miss you not being able to understand that I wasn't available for you all the time. I do not miss your inability to understand my financial situation at that time. I do not miss you intentionally doing things that you thought would harm me just because you wanted me to suffer like you were suffering - exactly like you told me one time. I do no miss the fact that you stated that you wanted to use me to replace your mother's care, and i definetely do not miss that you got mad when i said that I don't want to be that for you. I do not miss how you said that you didn't go on vacation during our college break to spend time with me without even telling me, and then got mad that i had other plans. I don't miss you comparing my life to yours, failing to see the bad things that were happening in my life as well - having you as a friend being one of them. I don't miss how you made me feel wrong, like a bad person, because I couldn't be exactly who you wanted me to. I do not miss when I told you about my complications with this type of relationship and you did not care and insisted that I do it anyway. I do not miss when you cried at my birthday party, in front of all my family and friends, saying that you felt bad because everyone was talking about future plans and you were never included in anything - but you were included in a very present plan, hey, you were at my birthday party! I wanted you there, and you failed to see it. You'd cry everytime someone else got the attention that you wanted all for yourself. I do not miss how'd you suddenly run away everytime without saying anything. I do not miss how you'd make sure everyone knew your triggers but never cared about mine. I do not miss how you'd always force me to say things that I didn't want to just because that's what you wanted to hear. I do not miss feeling scared of telling you things or talking to you because i never knew how you would react. I do not miss you "trauma dumping" me and then blocking me the single time I felt bad enough to do the same. I do not miss when you said that you'd felt like hurting me to your friends over twitter - and then proceeded to not understand why that upset me. I do not miss you only doing thing to me because you expected i did the exact same for you as if human relationships were some sort of transaction.

When I put it like that, the scale is unbalanced. The bad things pile is way bigger than the good things pile. But still, I miss you. Because at some point we had a true connection. I know I was wrong to keep you around expecting you to go back to being the good friend that I met and had a lot of fun with during the pandemic. It was my mistake to expect you to go back, and I understand that in this moment i was the one who hurt you with my expectations. Like you, I wanted you to be someone you weren't anymore and I'm sorry for that. I guess i just missed my friend a lot. I'm sorry if I hurt you because this whole situation was difficult for me, too. I didn't know how to act, I've never had a friend like you before. And a lot of your triggers were pulling mines, too. We hurt each other a lot, even unintentionally - althought there were times when you did it pretty much intentionally. I always saw you like a victim, that once you got the help you needed we could go back to being friends exactly like before. But i was wrong, and that was not fair. When i understood that I couldn't wait for you to "get better" by your side and tried to go away, you said all those bad things about me and that hurt me a lot. In that moment, I realised that we could never go back to what we were because these things would echo through my mind. How can I be friends with someone who wished the worst for me? In our case our relationship is exactly like this phrase that my boyfriend told me once: "a ralationship is like coffee. Once it cools down, it doen't matter if you try to re-heat it, it won't taste the same". I guess that it must mean something that all my friends, family and boyfriend never liked you in the first place.

Still, I miss you. For some fucking reason I miss you.

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"Sex is what makes us human" is stupid. Almost every species fucks. Humans are the only species that jumps motorcycles over school buses that are on fire. Some other things too probably

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Whatever man *accepts you for who you are*

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Please stop seeing politics as an identity and start seeing it as a collective means for change

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why was the saw boom mic guy serving cunt