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scrappydoothescrub · 1 month
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God didn’t give me a dick cuz I’d get hard from a timelapse of a flower blooming and everyone would make fun of me
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Take me back (Castro Street Fair, San Francisco)
Photographs by Crawford Wayne Barton, courtesy of the GLBT Historical Society
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a lot of people are dismissing the "violent" rap music rushing and scrambling to say well not ALL rap is violent here's some rappers who don't rap about violence but like. idk. I think the "violent" rap is important to listen to as well. do you know why gangs exist? do you know why Compton is the way that it is? can you listen to the experiences of black men when you can't personally relate on any level? or will you dismiss an entire genre of music because certain sub genres make you feel a bit uncomfortable as a non-black person?
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scrappydoothescrub · 1 month
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*received phone call from weed cigarette*
Weed cigarette: Please don't smoke me. I don't want to die
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when i was a kid and i heard the word boysenberry i thought they were saying poisonberry and i was like WHY on earth would you make a pie out of poisonberries
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i know it’s all just jokes but i think we should fr stop acting like the people around us don’t have inner lives. “npc” becoming an acceptable term to call people is very disturbing to me like genuinely idc if it’s not that deep…. plus the new phenomena of calling things you find no substance in “coworker music/movies/etc” like i get the conceit of the joke but i think when you refer to other people in that way consistently, you start to genuinely become convinced that people are just there to fill the background of your life, that they don’t have hobbies or families or lives beyond what you perceive, and that’s so bad. that’s sooooo bad to think of people
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scrappydoothescrub · 1 month
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"i don't like rap" "i don't like country" "i don't like jazz" "i don't like disco" OPEN YR EARS & YR HEART!!!! YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!!!!
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oh well, you know... *gesturing incoherently* as above, so below.
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They will destroy nature and call it saving the planet.
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every day Israel is committing atrocities I don't think it's reasonable to argue that these are being timed to coincide with US media events in order to distract people you can say they did this during the super bowl and that during the met gala but they have been doing the same thing every other day they don't need to time it with a distraction bc unfortunately the vast majority of americans are not paying any attention anyways
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Post concert feeling myself
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scrappydoothescrub · 1 month
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You can think about how poor you are later. This trip to the park is for thinking about how lonely you are
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My life goes on in endless song Above earth´s lamentations, I hear the real, though far-off hymn That hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife I hear its music ringing, It sounds an echo in my soul. How can I keep from singing?
While though the tempest loudly roars, I hear the truth, it liveth. And though the darkness 'round me close, Songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm, While to that rock I´m clinging. Since Love is Lord of heaven and earth How can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble in their fear And hear their death knell ringing, When friends rejoice both far and near How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile Our thoughts to them are winging, When friends by shame are undefiled How can I keep from singing?
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Sitting on my shitty ass porch (the crickets are churping), smoking a cigarette, high,(the breeze is so cool) new funk record playing inside (I can hear it through the open window) and I'm about to craft some shit for my friends (one b day gift, one thankyoufordrivingmetotheairport gift) sometimes I forget it's not all that bad anymore.
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