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so my sh*t completely shattered over here. to a point where i cant even like posts… so i pulled an old theme test account outta my ass and converted it to a new blog -_- so i have moved. same url

i will follow

so expect that

if i do not then

idk

anyway

in other broken tech news i activated the cheat in grand theft auto 3 where pedestrians fight you and now its stuck that way and its carried over to every save

thanks rockstar games you are a functioning, amazing company with games that arent glitchy at all

[romancemoved]

so my sh*t completely shattered over here. to a point where i cant even like posts… so i pulled an old theme test account outta my ass and converted it to a new blog -_- so i have moved. same url

i will follow

so expect that

if i do not then

idk

anyway

in other broken tech news i activated the cheat in grand theft auto 3 where pedestrians fight you and now its stuck that way and its carried over to every save

thanks rockstar games you are a functioning, amazing company with games that arent glitchy at all

[romancemoved]

so my sh*t completely shattered over here. to a point where i cant even like posts… so i pulled an old theme test account outta my ass and converted it to a new blog -_- so i have moved. same url

i will follow

so expect that

if i do not then

idk

anyway

in other broken tech news i activated the cheat in grand theft auto 3 where pedestrians fight you and now its stuck that way and its carried over to every save

thanks rockstar games you are a functioning, amazing company with games that arent glitchy at all

[romancemoved]

so my sh*t completely shattered over here. to a point where i cant even like posts… so i pulled an old theme test account outta my ass and converted it to a new blog -_- so i have moved. same url

i will follow

so expect that

if i do not then

idk

anyway

in other broken tech news i activated the cheat in grand theft auto 3 where pedestrians fight you and now its stuck that way and its carried over to every save

thanks rockstar games you are a functioning, amazing company with games that arent glitchy at all

[romancemoved]

so my sh*t completely shattered over here. to a point where i cant even like posts... so i pulled an old theme test account outta my ass and converted it to a new blog -_- so i have moved. same url

i will follow

so expect that

if i do not then

idk

anyway

in other broken tech news i activated the cheat in grand theft auto 3 where pedestrians fight you and now its stuck that way and its carried over to every save

thanks rockstar games you are a functioning, amazing company with games that arent glitchy at all

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as i redo my blog thx to my tumblr being............. broken.............. i would luv 2 do more horror........... i grew up w. it... my mom worked in a vhs store and oversaw all the horror and porn, those were her departments.... when the store closed she brought home lots of it. and video games heehee. i have at laest 50+ snes and n64 games from closing alone

but i feel like no one’s in that age group of like

early + mid90s to semi-late 90s horror. some campy 80s rare gems

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man.. as much as i luv my current thing going on..... and im remaking my blog all thanks to tumblr thinking its funny to waste my african-american time and patience...

i really feel like going back to glittery, 80s japanese citypop aesthetics from 2018... if ya kno, ya kno.... like im listening to this and recalling ......

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with all that said

everything is postponed. replies. all dat shit until

i get this

sorted

out

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> blocked posts aren’t blocked anymore. > someone please get these unfunny humor blogs offa my dash. > i can’t like posts. > actually as i tried to write this post, the entire window closed when i clicked on the post maker icon thingy. > gorl help. since blocked posts don’t work anymore i am forced to gaze upon the visage of several painted horses once again. look. i grew up in a farming community, ive seen enough horses. one tried to eat me when i was 5. i dont wanna talk about it.  > can someone tell me what happened to omarion’s career? i miss him... > i tried to send an ask to myself just to see some things and it wouldn’t even go through.

so i found a spare blog and i am moving to it.

i see its not being affected by this. gldkgjdgk. and im impatient so i dont wanna wait for this to resolve itself.

im taking also as an opportunity to trim on following so if i dont refollow u dont take it personally

or do

i dont care. im running on just oolong tea and a handful of brown rice at this point at 1:41pm and listening to 70s motown soul.

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               LATELY, IT’S JUST A MATTER OF TIME. ©

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well

some of us are in it today for the tumblr experience, pals. hand-in-hand

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gorl help i cant like posts anymore. every time i do, my entire page refreshes and takes me back to the f*cking top of the dash................... like i like a post and suddenly

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vi, realizing there will always be some sort of detached emotional distance between him and the ppl he loves simply due to the fact that theres really no one in the world thatll make him comfortable enough to let most of his guard down unless they really really let him know that they love and care about him and also thats just how his brain works and it makes him super flighty but that could just be him being a cancer sun and capricorn moon but at the same time he has a hard time feeling loved correctly in general so thats just something he has to talk about with his therapist and maybe reddit the people on reddit have told him several times that he has some very severe issues and maybe he should start taking hot yoga classes and drinking beet juice also perhaps his current therapist isnt doing a great job since she herslf has more issues than the new york times also did he ever completely come to terms with how his mother neglected him despite them having a good relationship now???? its a lot to think about: 

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like.... vi has an inherent dislike for business majors and he feels like we should bully all of them, along with ppl specifically in marketing,

but he can mingle w. the crowd....

like hes read half of ‘ the innovator's dilemma: the revolutionary book that will change the way you do business ’  by clayton m. christensen he can fail while falling upwards in a conversation and bullshit himself out unscathed its his super power 

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never gonna answer those qs about vi’s love language in a satisfying manner because besides him cooking for u and making sure ur skin dont look like shit hes just like ‘ i have your w2 form, records of income and expenses, form 1095-a since you enrolled in an insurance plan through the marketplace, invoice showing amount of vehicle sales tax paid, etc. i will be doing your taxes for you and i will save you the headache. i love you. :) mwuuuaaahhhh hee hee. ’

i mean there are other ways but that’s what ur signing up for at the end of the day -_-

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oh rp horror stories i see floatin around here.... i have so many horror stories spanning over the course of 2 decades online but the one that stands out most dates back to like 2009 or 2010 in skype in an rp group and one of the members, bri, started slangin around the n word like hard er and my black ass just. left. i left n took my husband and a couple of other people w. me. i only left cuz had i stayed any longer i wouldve eroded her thru her monitor and i know myself if i dont remove myself from a situation ill be way more cruel to u than u r to me and i dont spare punches. so im chillin. and i go on the site that we all congregated on to rp, sheezyart. a small, niche deviantart bootleg.

and i see a callout journal addressed to me by bri’s bf stormy. it was 10 paragraphs long on how im just a big ole bitch for being mean to bri!!! now ive gotten callout posts like once a year at one point like once a week. rightfully so. i will say some off the cuff shit and do some crazy shit if i feel provoked enough and sometimes i might do it for no reason i just like 2 start shit w. ppl but in this case i just left a chat cuz someone was being racist..........

and i got a callout for it... glfkjgdlk. and everyone commented on it and so did i. i just said ‘ lol ’ and everyone jumped on my ass. and then the entire server crashed.

then i was banned for 2 weeks. for being blacké and not wanting to be around a racist.

ill give others a pass for writing callouts on me but that’s the only callout ive ever received where i had consequences 4 my actions.......................... ..... and i wasnt even wrong THAT time

im glad stormy and bri broke up and i hope they can’t make car payments or buy top ramen

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@romancemoon​ asked:  ❝Stephen—?❞ He was placing small, small gold flakes on the index finger of Stephen’s left hand, sealing them and burgundy polish with a top coat. Virote told him earlier about how he learned how to do nails for fun, getting pretty good at it. So far, his skill reflected that humblebrag. ❝You’re not scared of me, are you? I know it’s probably, you know. Like. A lot to take in. About my identity and stuff. Most people don’t expect aliens to walk among them.❞ 

Stephen peels open one eye after hearing his name, having been relaxing in a mostly reclined position on Virote’s couch. Oh, the gold was adding a lot. The burgundy on its own was striking enough, but the gold was stunning. Like the joints and rigging on all his little machines — some of them were solid gold. 

Scared of him? 

“Should I be?” he asked lightly, keeping his hand cradled in Vi’s. He didn’t want to mess up his nails. Oh, right. Right. The whole “I have ancient celestial beings in my nuclear family” thing. Scared of him… Stephen hummed, thinking about it, his eyes trained loosely on the pink and purple sparkling accents of the room. 

“Not exactly,” Stephen said. “Honey, if looks could kill, you would’ve turned me into a police report ages ago.” He leaned up again to look at his nails down his nose, counting the flecks of gold. “Could you put another one on that one before the top coat? I want the pattern to stay the same, see. Odd, even… Odd…” He inhaled and shrugged loosely. “It might be a different story if you started growing antennae… But from the outside, t’me you’re just…that guy who knows too much about astrology. Innately. Intrinsically, hm?” A soft smile curling his mustache a bit. 

His hand released, Stephen pulled it back and resisted the strong urge to blow on his nails. He’d heard that could ruin them just the same… 

“Is that the answer you wanted?” he asked again, sounding a bit more coy. He’d spent the last decade in very prissy, entitled circles, and he knew sometimes he had to play things up or down, depending on the company he was with.