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teaboot · 4 months
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Things I didn't didn't suspended for, part 2
Disclaimer: they did call my parents.
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theprettyhimbo · 2 months
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Teaboot has such a rich tapestry of a backstory holy shit. Like- this shit sits on surreal and teeters on fiction, but my bored little heart summersaults at the thought that this is a real person I'm sharing the planet with. That the world can be so mysterious and terrifying and beautiful and interesting and fun place to be.
I'm just having so much fun scrolling this blog. :]
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cannibalcaprine · 1 year
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seeing a largish Tumblr in your notifications and dreading their queue finally working their way down to your post, ultimately drowning out your notifications with bees
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wizardpotions · 10 months
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not to start shit again but its shocking how much i have to see fucking teaboot on my dash after they kept having to be told to stop being weird about intersex people and blatantly using us as pawns for their own discourse.
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coldemergency · 9 months
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Harry: What does it mean when someone says they’re pescatarian and vegan?
Tom: Land animals are innocent of crimes but The Fish have Sinned.
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ravenmoodle · 2 months
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This Post inspired me, so i made an OC meme.
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hans-echo · 3 months
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Amazing.
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Amazing.
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oxidised · 2 years
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Here's a poem I wrote for my novel, Nuka Iko: the Devolution of a Girl. Iko is an introvert who suffered from anxiety and depression.
"Happiness has for so long eluded me.
“How much I long for it, you’ll never believe.
“I'm willing to do all just for a piece of it,
“So, I, too, can get to be gay and free.
“Free from this constant overthinking and worry.
“Free from thinking that I’ll never make it.
“Free from seeing only the possible worst of life.
“Free from this chronic thing called depression.
“I never really asked for this state of mind
“Where I'm at the end of my wits all the time;
“Where I'm on the brink of breakdown every next day.
“Sometimes I feel leaving this life is best.
“People I live with rarely understand me.
“They nag and curse about my many defects.
“In them, I see their regrets of having me.
“I know this because of my one advantage.
“Although the advantage is one I’d rather not want.
“Reading people’s moods and emotions can be a great curse.
“You get to feel the pains of many random people.
“Add these with yours then you're really done for.
“What then can a person done for do?
“When you’ve been partitioned amongst life’s toughest demons:
“Lost, worry, and overthinking, you can deal with;
“Depression, anxiety, and angst, not as much.”
© Zayn Oxide III, 2022
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ldfgamer · 3 days
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Reposting because reblogs were turned off but this is what actual radical feminism should look like
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teaboot · 10 months
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how could you like the colour yellow
see a therapist immediately
I actually used to hate it! Like, actually despise it! Yellow was too bright, too loud, discordant, unruly, and clashed with everything. Nothing like what I wanted in my life, nothing I wanted to be.
When I first moved away from home, everything I owned was black. Jet back. As black as I could get. Smooth, cool, sleek, discrete, calm, unassuming. Flexible, cohesive, agreeable black. Fashionable black.
I had a really, really bad time. Unrelated to the decor. It was my first year out of a toxic place I'd grown used to my whole life, my first year acknowledging a mental illness I'd believed to be normal, my first year fending for myself with very little money or sleep or companionship.
I'd grown up on instant white rice and unseasoned ground beef. One day I realized that everything I'd been raised on tasted like cardboard. While out on an assignment, I passed a tent with a woman selling spices, and bought myself some turmeric. I went home and tried making curry with it. It was so yellow.
Another time, my professor took us out to a modern art gallery. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but when we got there, the whole building had been painted bright sunshine yellow.
The artist's theme was "happiness".
What it is. How we make it. How to share it.
All bright, lovely yellow.
The house I grew up in was beige. The walls were white. The appliances were post 9/11 stainless steel. My job was to be quiet, compliant, presentable and agreeable.
Black goes with everything. Black is neutral. Black is quiet, reserved, elegant and mysterious.
Yellow is warm. Yellow does what it wants. Yellow tastes sweet and spicy and hot and cool, like a summer breeze, like sunflower petals, powdery like dust on a long dirt road and soothing like well-worn linen.
I still like the look of black. I like the look of most colors. But I like the way that Yellow makes me feel.
Do you understand?
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lavender-eyed-lies · 11 months
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I love how my biggest post to blow up was asking an asexual if they get horny when high af because they mentioned they had cbd massage oil and I was already high af
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it’s foolproof!
[ID1: A one-panel comic featuring white characters on a gray-to-blue gradient background, with light blue shading. It depicts Apollo Justice and Clay Terran from Ace Attorney. Apollo is hunched over a legal bench, expression frustrated and forearms braced against the wood. He glares over at Clay as he says through gritted teeth, “Me as a lawyer: ‘now why the fúck would my client do that’.” (screenshot of twitter user Str0ka) Clay is behind the witness stand. He pokes his pointer fingers together in front of himself, sticking his tongue out in a smiling expression with closed eyes. He is blushing slightly and going “hehe.” ID2: A one-panel comic featuring Clay Terran from Ace Attorney, colored with flats on a bright blue gradient background. He is wearing his astronaut suit without the helmet. He grins proudly and gestures with one hand, the Hat-1 capsule under his other arm. Sparkles are next to his face. He announces, “My favorite thing to do before executing a risky maneuver is to loudly proclaim to anyone nearby that ‘I’m young, I’m fantastic, and I’m never gonna die’. This is firstly to pump myself up, secondly because if I succeed I’ll be proven right in front of an audience, and thirdly because it is the funniest possible thing to say immediately before being horrifically mangled in a completely dumbfuck sort of way.” (screenshot of tumblr user teaboot) /End ID]
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skzincorrect · 3 months
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Chan, to Minho: If you didn't want to be assimilated into my found family, then you should have killed me when you had the chance.
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sickviking-fr · 2 years
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I JUST SAW ONE OF MY POSTS ON YOUTUBE BEING READ BY MY FAVORITE YOUTUBER IM
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raccoon-bones · 3 months
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