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mamawasatesttube · 9 months
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hear me out. "close every door" from joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat could be a kon song. at least kind of. hear me out okay
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nardacci-does-art · 1 year
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When I was a kid, the world was full of wonder. Now the world is still full of wonder, but it's very expensive, & the capitalists & conservatives are actively trying to kill the wonder, & between my health, social anxiety & inability to justify spending on travel, I just order things online now & then to give myself something to look forward to. You know how it is.
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blujayonthewing · 2 months
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desire to save weed for the weekends lost out to the idea that maybe just resigning myself to the sobbing anxiety attack I'm already forseeing when I go to bed for, essentially, no meaningful reason is dumb actually
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mishapen-dear · 2 years
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hello beloved writing mutuals, followers, and randos ive come to you all with a very important question and that is how. the fuck. do you write fluff without it twisting into horror. most fluff is supposed to have almost no existential dread in it right how do i take out the existential dread
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cfv-week · 1 year
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This is a full endorsement for any of you who want to blaze our posts and make us tumblr famous. XP
We are not going anywhere, even as Bushiroad moves on. A lot will have to happen before this blog gets deleted.
Also this is a reminder to download & archive media you like because everything on the internet can die, nothing is forever, and the only reason people say nothing on the internet can be perma delete is because people keep downloading and reuploading it.
Keep CFV alive, in your hearts and on your harddrives
- Mod Reo
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hereissomething · 2 years
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kids, dont live like me. dont watch the flippen Mandela Catalogue at night💀
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shadeswift99 · 2 years
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The void may be a cell with bedrock bars, but you cannot stop me from speaking to its prisoner. You're too delightful to not converse with!
The Void is a cell whose lack of bars is stifling enough to choke breath. You stand within it. You can feel the lack of bars not brushing your arms, not close enough so that you cannot sit or lie down, and you are frozen in place barely blinking for hours. The idea of moving, of accidentally touching the sucking, soundless lack of bonds is terrifying. You feel that if you did move, you would never stop. With nothing to hold you in place, you would simply spin off into the endless eternity of a nothingness so complete that even darkness cannot survive. Freedom is a hair's breadth away. Freedom is right next to you. Freedom is right here, with you, trapped with you, winding tight around your neck and choking you in its own desperate effort to avoid contact with that which isn't and never will be. You are fully, agonizingly saturated with freedom. You have never been less able to use it.
You stand, still as death. You stare out. But no, you stare in - as much as you can stare in to a space that is not from a not-space that eternally is. It is the prisoner who stares out. Nothing but twin blue spots stabbing glowing beacon eyes through the dark, light and shadows both to be swallowed by the void beyond. You barely dare breathe. The prisoner does not.
Slowly, shakingly, a pale angular hand raises and stretches out through the pulverizing lack of bars towards you. Finger by ghostly finger, the hand unfolds.
Inside it is an incredibly tiny blue frog. Every problem is simultaneously solved and will remain so forever. You have named the frog Grebg. Thank you very much for visiting. :)
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eruanee · 1 year
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ngl. the fact i don't really care about going on social media anymore is one of the best thing that ever happened to me
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starpros-sunshine · 2 years
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Yeah actually what's the deal with shipping wiki
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I was messing around on InferKit (a website to make ai generated stories and stuff) and hot DAMN why have I been writing fanfiction when I could’ve been doing this the whole time? All I contributed was Lestat’s name and they gave me top tier angst
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fingertipsmp3 · 1 year
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Why am I so proud of myself for doing something that is basically a failure on all levels
#so i started this level 2 certificate back in like march when i first started thinking about quitting teaching#i was like ‘if i just stay busy then the existential dread won’t catch me’#but it turned out that grad school plus teaching plus frantically trying to find a job was uhhhhh a lot#and the one thing that didn’t have a deadline was this random level 2 certificate. so i just sort of. never did the assessments#i still have the textbooks and assessment booklets slung under my coffee table judging me for my terrible time management and general lack#of commitment to things i commit to. but they’ve sort of blended into the scenery now#and i got an email in like.. june i think it was asking me if i’d completed the course yet & if i needed help#and i was like ‘omg yeah i’ll get it done soon! i have some assessments for my main course which are taking priority#but i Will finish this’ [john mulaney voice] AND THEN I DIDN’T#it’s been nearly a year. i cannot believe this#so anyway. on the 9th of this month i got an email from a whole different person. this one was damn near a welfare check#i mean on the surface she’s just asking if i’m still going to complete the course and if i need help but there’s this undercurrent#that’s like ‘are you even still alive?’#so i saw that and i felt bad and was drafting a reply in my head. but then i immediately forgot#i only remembered today. but i did email her back! i said sorry for the late reply; thanks for reaching out & i asked how i should hand in#the assessments. because i genuinely don’t know. i think this is part of what’s causing my mental block#i mean they gave me assessment booklets but does this mean i have to physically take a train 50 minutes to campus to drop them off??#or can i just type everything up. like. i’m fine scanning in the title pages if they need my signature#but it seems so much easier for everyone if i just type this#OKAY she just got back to me and said i can email the answers if i’ve typed them & asked if i can have this back by the end of marxh#*march. which is honestly way more grace than i deserve imo#fucking hallelujah. i’m going to put this on my calendar#i do not know why i’m proud of myself for sorting this out. like. it took WAY too fucking long#i guess it’s true that it’s never too late to own your shit and fix it. but also. god fucking damn#there was no need for this thing to take A FUCKING YEAR#personal
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God I wish I was one of those self-sustaining terrariums
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arthur-r · 10 months
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(don’t press play if you will be triggered by suicidal lyrics, period-related dysphoria, sex, self-harm, self-destructive behavior, blood)
shitty kill me last demo cause i’m feeling the transsexual premenstrual existential dread
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arzodae · 1 year
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anyway now that i fixed that carrd glitch, there's now a page linked to thyra's about the members of her crew!
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sonictalismans · 1 year
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Microsoft Edge frontpage show me articles about regular people doing something other than dying randomly and horribly challenge
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sourkreem · 3 months
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jason having his weekly dosis of existential dread in the dead of night (while checking himself out probably)
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