Of course I remember you!
This was me staring at you after you called me gay in front of everyone when I said fredbear had a wonderful singing voice........
Remember.?
well, i always knew there was something between you two...
turns out i was right :D
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no its not just about my fave not winning.
its about sweden winning fucking again with the most basic ass song ever!! in english!!! is it a good song? yeah. but its not even as good as euphoria and even then they didnt have so much jury votes (iirc).
its about not even being a competition if one of them is the teachers pet and all the others are just catching up.
its about sweden hosting again and being the most condescending and irritating people of all europe for that whole year. if i have to see petras and mans face one more time i swear to god on everything--
its about being one of the funniest esc we've had in resent history, with so many entries in native languages, and they got absolutely shitted on. jury and sweden apologists dont get mad if next years entries are all boring ass english ballads.
its about all the countries preaching love and peace and then giving 12 points to israel are you fucking kidding meeeee!!!!
what the fuck was that. what in the fresh fuck was all of that.
you bet your ass im salty and bitter
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Edmund: I think I'd prefer to stay here.
Peter: You're not coming to our picnic?
Edmund: That's what I said.
Susan: Why are you not coming?
Edmund: Lucy said there's something there.
Lucy: There is something there.
Peter: There's nothing there.
Lucy: I saw something there.
Susan: There's nothing there.
* after a while *
Peter and Susan: * come back, scratches on their faces, twirled clothes, messy hair, panting *
Edmund: there was something th-
Susan: oh, shut up.
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Just wanted to put this out there for anyone who might think otherwise; I will not apologize for who I am.
I have been accused so many times by people I thought I could trust. I've been taken advantage of, spit on, and treated like shit all my life. So if I come back with a nasty bite, just know its because I'm not a fucking dog. I've not been raised to lay down and roll over to expose my belly to motherfuckers who think they can dictate my life.
I don't give a shit whose feelings I hurt. Because you obviously didn't give a shit when you trampled over mine. So let's get one thing fucking straight right here and now:
Hello people.
I'm the one and only Hidden Snow. I had a writing account before with over 400 followers. I was in an amazing discord server. I loved the people in it. I was happy and I'd just started to grow comfortable with the people around me.
And then one day? I talked about my obsession over Hazbin Hotel. Yes. That show that a certain creator had made.
One of the server members made a comment that they hoped the creator would lose the show. And I responded. I stated that I hoped Vivziepop wouldn't lose the show. ONLY because I knew different people would change it. They'd change the characters, the plot line, everything. I didn't want the show to be changed.
And then, somehow, I got accused of supporting Vivziepop and genocide, despite me simply wanting the show to stay the same. Then, my amazing lovely @strongheartneteyam got accused of being racist when she attempted to stop the fighting and to control the situation so things would become peaceful again. The accuser claimed that they were going to go on Tumblr and accuse her publicly. So of course, to support my lovely pookie, I went on Tumblr and warned the people so that they'd be prepared for it.
In response, the accuser posted a "call out" post, claiming that I'd bullied them and that I was racist and "scared of them" because they were black. I CANNOT express how many times this same person, during the argument in the server, showed blatant racism against white women in particular.
To top it off, I never spoke to this person. Not a single time. I was mainly a lurker in the server, but the people I interacted with, I was familiar with them. This person, I didn't even know existed until they popped into the argument. And by that point? I had left the discussion to keep from saying something I might've regretted.
So tell me. Tell me how I was a bully and a racist when I never interacted with that person. Not even once. I have no idea why but I guess a lot of people nowadays only listen to half the story and then judge.
I lost many mutuals. I felt lost and alone, shunned by my "friends" despite me not actually having done anything wrong. I got tired. So I deleted my account. I took a week for my mental health. And I got angry. So fucking angry.
So here I am. And I will tell the truth, blatant or not. You can see it as bullying. You can see it as me being a horrible asshole. But I don't care anymore. Because I'm not going to let some petty big shots attempt to ruin my fight anymore. I'm not going to let them turn off my voice, just because it makes them upset or uncomfortable.
I'm done being a doormat, appealing to the bigger accounts in an attempt to win their hearts over. If you want to try and ruin me, fucking do it. Do your best. Because whether I lose followers or gain followers, whether I receive death threats or not, I'm still going to stand by my word and the truth of what I'm saying.
When I needed a shoulder to lean on? When I needed someone to hear out my side of the story so that I could clear my name, they shunned me instead. They ignored me and chose sides by ignoring my pleas for the truth to be revealed. They say they were "remaining neutral" in the matter, but when you listen to one side claiming something and then turn a blind eye to the other side, you're not staying neutral. You're picking sides. So yeah.
That's all I have to say on the matter. If you've found me through some of the bigger accounts complaining about me? Congratulations. You've found the asshole speaking their side of everything that has happened.
Because of these people, I wanted to end it all. Not just my career on Tumblr, but my life as well. I've never had my name drug through the mud unjustly before and I had no idea how to react. But now, I'm reacting. And I'm going to come back with a vengeance. I'm going to fight tooth and nail to show the sides of these accounts that have been shown to me. The sides that are hidden from their followers.
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this extreme Lancelot burn is really helping to at least put a pause on some of the horrifying pain of watching people who still really, really love each other slowly descend into killing each other in an inevitable spiral of violence:
“Sir,” said Lancelot [to Arthur], “you would certainly not be as able to continue this war as you now are if I had harmed you as much as I helped you once before. That was when Galehaut, the lord of the Distant Isles, became your vassal, at a time when he had the power to deprive you of your land and honor, and when you were on the point of being covered with shame by losing your crown and your birthright; and if you remembered that day, as you should, you would surely have no hand in waging this war against me. And I’m not saying this to you, sir, because I fear you, but because of the love you would feel for me if you repaid good deeds as a king ought to.”
— The Death of Arthur, Chapter 15, Norris J. Lacy translation
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