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no way in hell i'm redownloading tiktok after all of this. the way they praised trump in their little notifications, the way they never actually had to shut down, the way trump is trying to play the savior and acting like he wasn't the one pushing for it to be banned in the first place, the way he's insisting that the solution is for the united states to have 50% ownership of the app.
it's gross, it's foreboding, it's suspicious, and it's frankly not something i want to be a part of.
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Even if TikTok survives the ban this weekend, even if the impossible best case scenario of it staying exactly as it is and not getting bought out by Meta or Musk or whatever American Billionaire were to happen, that platform will never been the same. It's already lost. There is always going to be that lingering sour taste of how much we've been yanked around for years, and absolutely shredded by the back and forth nonsense just this week.
Whatever form it might take next, it'll be a different era. Time shall tell if it'll be a good one or not.
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I cradled tiktok in my arms as it died. I watched my likes disappear, my comments, my reposts, my friends. The rest of the world just disintegrated under my finger tips and the only thing I can do is mourn. There's not even a wake, or a funeral to attend. There's only disconnection 💔💔
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"We are fortunate that President Trump has indicated that he will work with us on a solution to reinstate TikTok once he takes office. Please stay tuned!" how about you go fuck yourself
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I wish for the noise
Constant bickering and chatting
the never ending of show watching in the living room.
Frequent noises and always annoyed,
yet when I got away I missed it.
The unbearable silence was far too much.
wishing for the chitter and chatter,
but it seemed to get further and further.
The voices in my head getting louder
making me wish for the noise.
poem by AKI
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some days I think I have nothing in common with my younger self, and then I remember some of her dreams are still my dreams
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Web weaving on" To love and to be loved , to want and to be wanted"
{Words by: Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals; p. 165/Emily Palermo, What I Could Never Confess Without Some Bravado, published in Rising Phoenix Review/Haruki Murakami/@chaandajaan on Tumblr/desperation sits heavy on my tongue, @tullipsink / images: Pinterest}
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oh, mother
Jeff Buckley, "So Real" | My Chemical Romance, "Mama" | Safia Elhillo, "Mama" (from Home is Not a Country, via @feral-ballad) | Silas Denver Melvin, "Twenty" (from Grit: Poems) | Greta Gerwig, Lady Bird | Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart | The Shins, "The Rifle's Spiral" | Melissa Broder, Milk Fed
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“Seeing the universe from a magic cloud.” The First Book of the Earth. 1936.
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running home
tamsyn muir / plainwater: essays and poetry, anne carson / camp damascus, @drchucktingle / @grasslandgirl / temporary job, minnie bruce pratt / the stream of life, clarice lispector / mirror traps, hera lindsay bird / our curious position, charles bukowski / @heavensghost / @toli-a
[Image Description: Ten images of text.
1: Cream text on a dark brown background. “You were so afraid she might touch you. You were so afraid anyone might touch you. You had always been afraid of anyone touching you, and had not known your longing flinch was so obvious to those who tried it.”
2: “”I suppose you do love me, in your way,” I said to him one night close to dawn when we lay on the narrow bed. “And how else should I love you-in your way?” he asked. I am still thinking about that.”
3: A photo of a page of a book. “I’ve been plodding about through this journey like a disembodied spirit: no family, friends or community left to remind me I actually exist. I was starting to think that I might’ve just disappeared completely, a phantom in some endless loop of unfinished business.
But I’m not a ghost, and someone who knows that has finally caught sight of me. Whether or not I fully recognise him is inconsequential.”
4: “people notice and people care and they’ll help if you let them. (will you let them? will they try to help, next time? what id, one day, they don’t try?)”
5: “Leaving again. If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t be / grieving. The particulars of place lodged in me, / like this room I lived in for eleven days, / how I learned the way the sun laid its palm / over the side window in the morning, heavy / light, how I’ll never be held in that hand again.”
6: “I’m restless and harsh and / despairing. Although I do have / love inside me. I just don’t know / how to use love. Sometimes it / tears at my flesh, like barbs.”
7: “there is something wrong with you / there is something wrong with you that is also wrong with me” There is a lot of space between the two lines and they’re both highlighted in blue.
8: Black text on a pale green background. “I think of myself forever sitting upon the edge of the bed”
9: A photo of bright green bushes in the woods. A white subtitle at the bottom reads “You still have time to change”
10: “What’s that quote? There are only two kinds of stories: a man goes on a journey, or a stranger comes to town.” End ID.]
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And there will come a day when you suddenly go, oh. That’s why. That’s why it was worth living and sticking around. I understand.
And then the moment passes, and you might forget again. But that’s okay, because life is an abundance of such moments. They will come back <3
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Please reblog and add your nationality in the tags along with what you answered! I'm very curious about this; and it's not to shame anybody, so don't be rude!
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⌊ JOE KEERY ICON GIF HUNT ⌉
— under the cut you’ll find [ 117 ] 80 x 80 icon gifs of soccer mom JOE KEERY, as requested by me. all gifs were resized and edited by me. pls don’t repost these and claim them as your own, or include in other gif hunts. if you plan on using these gifs please give this post a little like or reblog ♡
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c!tommy and memorials (people seem to care about him so, so much more, now that he's gone... people are becoming virtuous... but they didn't even try! i should've done something... / even the people that care about me... i'm just science to them now.)
romeo and juliet (shakespeare) / forgive me my salt (brenna twohy) / romeo + juliet (dir. baz luhrmann) / a piece of bahlul’s sun (adonis, tr. khaled mattawa) / antigone (sophocles) / ikar na hridi (vlaho bukovac) / antigone (jean anouilh, tr. lewis galantiere) / the blind assassin (margaret atwood) / the sacrificial lamb (josefa de ayala) / ariel (sylvia plath)
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Metamorphosis, persistence, and the Ship of Theseus
Theseus, Plutarch / Night Light commentary, John Darnielle / Couple with Their Heads Full of Clouds, Salvador Dali / Anamnesis, Ravi Mangla / Undertale, Toby Fox / Theseus, The Oh Hellos / Blaseball, The Game Band / Chalk-Mirror Displacement, Robert Smithson / The Magnus Archives: MAG 159 - The Last, Jonathan Sims / Original Air-Blue Gown, The Mountain Goats
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