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FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YLU FU K YOU FUCK YOUNFUCK YOU FUVK YOU FUVK YOU FUCK YOU EXPLODING CAR HAMMERS DOX & STALK PHOTOMATT CHASING TRANS WOMAN TO ANOTHER WEBSITE "UNWARRANTED AND HARMFUL" WE DIDNT START THE FIIIrE

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i love sluts i love perverts i love dykes i love faggots i love aromantics i love freaks i love librarians i love ibuprofen

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hi!!~ *headbutts you* *headbuttsyou* *headbuttsyou* *headbuttsyou* *headbuttsyou* *headbuttsyou* *headbuttsyou* *headbuttsyou*

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You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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puppy want a treat?

puppy want a fucking break from it all

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may we orbit decay just once more around each other

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KURWAAAAA!!!! KURWAAAAA!!!!! KURWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

ja pierdole

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you are 16. you are talking with a gay man in his 50s or 60s, a friend, huge and gentle with a scarf and short fluffy curls of gray hair, who has directed you in two plays staged in your mid-size artsy town. (he has not yet asked you to be in his production of The Laramie Project which will change your life. this conversation will also change your life.)

he is talking about theatre. he is talking about theatre when he was younger. he says, "of course, it was AIDS then." in the pause, you ask him. clumsy and quiet and 16 and "straight," you ask him. what was it like.

he takes a moment in which his face is not like a person's face. "there was a time," he says, "i'm not sure how long, years. when i went to a funeral every weekend." he tells you about two funerals in a day, and choosing between friends when you couldn't make it to both. he does not look at you, he looks at them. his wet grey gaze is so clear that you start to see ghosts. it will be years before you understand why it feels like your grief too. why the ghosts call you family.

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nothing feeds my god complex more than a priest kink

they're already trained for devotion, for worshipping. Accustomed to being on their knees in seconds without thinking twice.

And then, could you imagine being so fucking entincing that they'd be willing to throw away their entire life, their whole beliefs just to be with you?? to ask "is it me or is it God?" and for the answer to be "it's you"

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I love how such a name reflects not the expectations and hopes one's parents have had for a newborn, but instead it tells you what its owner thinks of themselves, their hopes for a better future and confidence in who they are right in this moment; I love how these names sound in their bearers' mouths, how they cherish it, like a treasure long lost but then found again.

I love all the names that are chosen

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I love all the names that are chosen

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If someone ever wonders what my sleep paralysis demon may look like

new least favourite animal discovered. WHAT THR FUCK.