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seeing pictures of bob odenkirk loving his children makes me go feral. this man had a fuckstick for a dad and basically helped raise his younger siblings and went, "hey that didn't feel great, gonna love the fuck outta my kids and make sure they know it" and if you don't think that's hot you're so fucking wrong it's not even funny

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just found out one of my followers sells meth

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massachusetts law about ghosts in your house. btw.

What's important is they have to tell you if you ask.

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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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I’m so annoyed with all you fake ass Ethel Cain fans!

You call yourself a fan but give out her private socials and dead name?? How would you like if your personal invo got leaked like that!

I swear y’all forgot she’s an actual person and not just some character, just like the rest of you she deserves privacy and respect

I said what I said, and If you disagree you’re not a real fan

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You can’t win as a woman in fiction. Be too positive, you become a Mary Sue, have flaws and those flaws are why almost nobody likes you. Be moderate, you have wet-cabbage personality, be exuberant, you are an unrealistic example. Have strong morals, and you’re badly developed, be morally corrupt and you’re hated with such vigour fans will send hate mail to the actress who plays the character. Be kind and soft and in love, you’re a representation of sexism, be cruel, harsh and cold and you’re just a bitch. Be a complex, realistic, ambiguous character, and either your flaws or your positive traits will be ignored or blown out of proportion and into oblivion. There is no winning for female characters.

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Norman R. Morrison was an American anti-war activist. On November 2, 1965, Morrison doused himself in kerosene and set himself on fire below the office of Secretary of Defense Robert McNamara at the Pentagon to protest United States involvement in the Vietnam War, leading to his death. 

 On February 25, 2024, Aaron Bushnell, a 25-year-old serviceman of the United States Air Force, died after setting himself on fire outside the front gate of the Embassy of Israel in Washington. Bushnell said that he was protesting against "what people have been experiencing in Palestine at the hands of their colonizers" and declared that he "will no longer be complicit in genocide", after which he doused himself with a flammable liquid and set himself on fire

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"hateful people dni" lmfao too bad im a hater, im calling you out for me getting recommended pro ED content on my dash when i almost died from EDNOS and have been in recovery almost 10 years. now i'm not triggered for me, i've been safe a long time and i'm not worried about relapsing. but clearly you either dont know or just dont care that there's kids on this site, the history of pro ED content on this site, and how many people (including kids) have died from consuming this type of content. those of us that didn't incurred permanent damage to our health and cannot ever return to full health. if you don't give a fuck about yourself atleast give a fuck about what you might be distributing to people already on the brink of death, yes, including children. you might not blog pro ED content but if you boost it in the algorithm, you are partially responsible for the damage that incurs. most anamia forums have been shut down by now but it seems tumblr is still at it. if you're not going to get help at least try not to get any underage kids hooked on the drug we destroyed ourselves with by employing "misery loves company". i get it, i used to look at that kind of content myself. when i was a kid. a little kid. its disgusting. i didnt care about myself but i never wished it to get spread to anyone else. your participation in that world affects more than just you. i'm from florida too so miss me w the bullshit, i'm really not scared, go ahead and just delete this bc i'm a "hater" and not post it because i can guarantee you that you don't have a sensical defense for this when confronted by somebody who knows exactly how it feels and went through it themselves. this content ends innocent lives. you are contributing to it. i may not have died but i'll be damned if i don't stand up for those who remind me of me when i should've had someone stand up for me and didn't. let me guess, too long didnt read? you should be severely ashamed of yourself. if you dont want help, don't boost it where other people can see it. care about others besides just you. that's really it.

I've never ON PURPOSE interacted with pro-ed shit😭 I've been in recovery for over four years

I'm sorry

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i have never felt that ethel cain is mother. she is my older sister stuffing swisher sweets into the inner pockets of my winter jacket at the convenience store and making me watch her play creepypasta games on her laptop that will give me nightmares well into adulthood

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heavy on the americana this summer

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The person I reblogged this from deserves happiness and love

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me about all my beloved mutuals after tumblr dies because i refused to message them even one single time over five entire years of reblogging funny pictures from eachother

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I remember when living here I used to sit on the chair that was tied to the arm of the big tree

I would just zone out to the cicadas and the occasional silence

waiting for the next storm to roll in wondering if this hurricane will be the one to slide my home off the foundation that was made up of mainly sugar sand

but it never came

So I swung on the makeshift swing chair and let the sweltering Florida heat make me see things that aren’t half true

Like the golden sugar sand can glow if you stare at it when the sun is at it’s peak in the day

Or you can hear a breeze running through the trees giving me false hopes that it will reach my way

But I lived in the middle of nowhere of Florida

So my luck was already questionable

I wanted to leave so bad

But now I want nothing more but to just be there again

And think of nothing but how I came to be

I’ll always think of you evens ave

I underestimated you

Now all I’m left of you is a photo

And the altered version of what I can remember of what went down there

But I’m glad a few find you pretty now and aesthetically pleasing 

Because I remember I used to hide you out of shame

I’m sorry

I blame the heat and my pubescent feelings.

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is anyone else feeling stuck and waiting for something that will never come in order to start living or is it just me?

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my lazy ass still hasn't moved them

I took the seats out of my bus