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Hail to you Loki Revealer of Corruption, Speaker of Hard Truths May your presence drain the festering wound Remove the infection from flesh And grant it godly hue once again Sly One, Protector of Those Brave Enough to Speak Out May we speak with unfettered tongues And reveal the hard won truth We hold your torch in our hands

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Never forget, this is what Russia pays her to do.

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I Would Write Us a Masterdoc If It Meant You’d Look My Way (Again)

I pull up the concert footage and show my friend, explaining the story behind it They laugh at the fact he was waiting in the wings “Could you imagine not being over someone after nearly 20 years? That’d be the worst” And I laugh too telling them I couldn’t Shoving your name down from behind my teeth      (Stuffing it back into the box where it belongs) The images rush me still Of swollen lips in the rain kissed just a little too hard Of the shadows of empty hallways and bathroom stalls Of the softness of her brown eyes, always so distantly sad Of the last time I laid my head on your shoulder to rest       (The last mercy you granted me) My throat clenches for a moment As I think about how you told me that if it was meant to be We’d meet again after college, we were too young to be this serious I’m almost done with my Masters and still waiting like you’ll call me Trying to ignore every dream where we meet again, ex friends to the end I guess       (It's been 10 years, I doubt you’d even remember where to find me) And then it’s his eyes looking at me curled in his bed from across his room Bathed in the soft glow of a computer As my heart hammers in my throat like it’s calling to him Begging him to cross the room and make everything more complicated Wondering through the slightly drunken haze if his was racing too      (Knowing I’ll never know the answer) He once told me that all of his dreams were nightmares But in my dreams he holds my face and kisses me gently Telling me that he remembers these the most and he’ll see me again The ache in my chest stings like a reopened scar Maybe we were just fireworks that went off too soon      (I try to forget that 4th of July) Somehow I think you both have the same eyes That same distant sadness, that same warm earth Like a sunset in the desert that I needed to get lost in Maybe I was already lost Maybe I’ll never be found      (I gave too many pieces of myself to you) I’m sorry every poem is about you How deep I can get into my own heartbreak Forgetting that I should be happy for the lives you have now Maybe these are the last blues I’ll ever have Maybe I should drown in them     (I am a patchwork of all the people I’ve ever loved)

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i couldn't bring myself to call (except to call it quits) 🌧☎️

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nintendo: can't have alcohol in our child gambling games!!! solution???

vacation juice

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“ I know her satellite coordinates. I know her IP address.”

-Bloodhunter, upon rolling a Nat 20 investigation check to determine another character’s location.

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down with found family. UP with FOUND DIVORCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Have people heard of falling fruit? It's a map that marks off foraging locations that are accessible on public land.

It's global and crowdsourced and points you towards FREE FRUIT. (And herbs and nuts and things.) They have an app too but the app costs $2 and you can still pull up the map on your mobile browser for free.

This is how I found those park cherries!

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All skirt/dress wearers when we discover they have functional pockets 😍

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need a full body massage a margarita 400mg of ibuprofen a plate of brownies at least an hour in a jacuzzi and 20,000 dollars cash

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no I'm not kidding (x) (x) (x) (x)

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You know, that Mythbusters post legitimately changed my life. Before seeing it, I had exponentially more guilt and stress about not being able to sleep, which of course, further exacerbated my inability to sleep.

Now, every time I wake up about three am, knowing I have to get up at 6.45, instead of stressing and panicking about how my day is going to be sleep deprived and miserable, I just tell myself 'Time to activate Mythbusters Protocol' and lie there with my eyes closed safe in the knowledge that I am measurably reducing later feelings of exhaustion.

And when this happens, about 70% of the time the reduction of guilt and stress means I actually do fall back asleep, so all in all instead of getting only three or four hours sleep, I get five to six and a half.

Which y'know, major improvement in health and energy.

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sorry i don’t think ill ever get past the blatant racism in the fact that the italian and irish mobs are heavily romanticized and almost idolized while latino/african american mobs and gangs are seen as the scum of the earth who single handedly ruin society. not saying either is good or anything but the absolute polar opposite way that white organized crime vs non-white organized crime is treated by media and white society is fucking nuts to me. just blatant stone cold hypocrisy

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Happy anniversary, Stonewall riots! Stay revolutionary!

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taco bell takes all those crunchwrap pictures with 40x the amount of ground beef that they will regularly allow, not permitting more than a fucking teaspoon of their meat slurry to put used per dish, and then have the unmitigated gall to tell me its worth ten dollars.