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We killed tumblr live, but not before it managed to sire an offspring. Let us rise up now to exterminate this new pestilence, this blight on the land: tumblr tv

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I currently have the soul of a poet and the mental capacity and articulation of a drunk C average English Lit minor

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I’m reaching my threshold

Rage against the machine

The state of the world’s

No business of mine and yet

How can I not cry at the sight of it?

Sliding back and forth between

Total apathy and total sensitivity

Totally passionately indifferent.

Somewhere in the middle, there’s

Melancholy.

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I’m floating through the aether

My brain in a fog

Time isn’t real

I’m thinking in analogue

Using cogs instead of pixels

It’s a primitive simulation

Eyes open or closed, it’s all the same

Everything’s open to interpretation

9pm or 5am

It all feels liquid to me

Don’t bother trying to read this

It’s all really bad poetry

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Fffffffffuuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk

gripping my thighs with my nails about this written by @ryebreadgf

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The terrible dichotomy between wanting to support posts I love by reblogging them and needing to carefully curate my blog so as to present the exact image of myself needed to stroke my ego

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I was born melancholic.

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Help I want to write poems but I’m not sad anymore

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I love it when people use "shrimp" to mean "beyond the human range". like "shrimp colors" but applied to other things. "shrimp emotions" "shrimp sounds" "shrimp morality", as if shrimp are living some kind of transcendent existence that humans can never comprehend

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we're running out of time to fuck it we ball....

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How’s it feel to see your post from last week be timestamped with the year included

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what i’ve learned is that if you’re gonna engage in a romantic relationship during your young adult years, it damn well better be with someone who makes your insides explode with nothing but positive emotion. someone who takes the time to be kind, patient and understanding, more often than not, and who is as warm with their words as they are with their touch. life is too short to be focused on people who do not have your growth and best interest in mind. the right person will love you in a way that makes you feel completely free and accepted within your own skin. they won’t attempt to hinder your development out of fear or insecurity that your new experiences might lead you into the arms of someone else. good lovers will desire to see your personal success just as much as you do, and they will support and respect your decisions. stay away from people who make you feel guilty about desiring the best for yourself. they don’t love you for you, they love you for what you can provide for them. and that is not love.

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I popped a zit right under my nose and it hurt so much I sneezed 3 times

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Actors in tv and film are intended to show emotion so that the audience can see how they feel, but for ND folks they instead teach how to display specific emotions. Entertainment is a flawed master class in blending into NT society

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Get you someone who’s the same kind of gross you are

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“I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away.”

— Vincent van Gogh, Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh

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blanket normally: really good

blanket 10 mins before you need to get up for work: skin contact with god