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THIS IS MAKING ME WHEEZE

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an asparagus looks on in horror as their four adopted children encourage his tomato husband to commit mass suicide

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Barter

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this is the worst fucking idea i’ve ever seen

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rocko says trans rights!

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Tiny Hedgehog Goes Camping, And His Pics Are The Best Thing You’ll See Today

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Wow this is so interesting. I never knew this.

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I 100% understand this

Have you ever felt nostalgia for something you have never experienced?

I'm not talking about, like, the "I was born in the wrong generation" sort of attitude, although that's sort of adjacent to it.

What I mean is a sort of nostalgia for something that, culturally, you expected to experience, or even felt entitled to experience. Something that very likely your ancestors experienced, whether it is your recent ancestors like your parents and grandparents, or your distant ancestors. Something that you were denied because of something such as poverty, family issues, oppression, world affairs, war, or even just rapid cultural change.

I think it's a feeling that's very common in my generation, especially due to the state of the world right now.

Anyway, the reason I am describing all of this is because it's the only way I could explain how I feel when I listen to "Jack & Diane" by John Mellencamp.

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