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persephoneze · 1 year
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Coming back to tumblr to lurk on some accounts, but suddenly remembering I’ve had this account since high school and followed so many people I knew
whO ARE ALL YOU PEOPLE
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persephoneze · 4 years
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persephoneze · 4 years
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What Zelda game was this boss from?
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persephoneze · 4 years
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the ok boomer meme isn't that deep i swear to god
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persephoneze · 4 years
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persephoneze · 4 years
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persephoneze · 4 years
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Men in 1920: My wife belongs to me. It’s her duty to take care of my house and wipe my ass emotionally, and it’s my job to earn the money and put a roof over her head
Men in 2018: My wife belongs to me. She takes care of the house and wipes my ass emotionally, but hey I’m a feminist! That’s why she also has to have her own job and go dutch with me at chili’s.
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persephoneze · 4 years
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say what you will but nothing in cartoons will ever beat the moment THIS frog
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starts to sing in a beautiful low baritone for no explained reason and then it never happens again
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persephoneze · 4 years
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gay⚽irl
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persephoneze · 4 years
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SLUR?????
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persephoneze · 4 years
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Led through the mist, by the milk-light of moon, all that was lost, is revealed. Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring, but where have we come, and where shall we end? If dreams can’t come true, then why not pretend? How the gentle wind, beckons through the leaves, as autumn colors fall. 
Somewhere lost in the clouded annals of history, lies a place that few have seen. A mysterious place, called The Unknown.
OVER THE GARDEN WALL (2014)
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persephoneze · 4 years
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