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having ocs is so fucked .... i miss them so bad but im the guy who has to create new content. but im sleepy

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need to revisit her model occasionally to justify all the work i put into it

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I just imagined a creature that would scare you soooo bad dude

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I support recreational and erotic testosterone use

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call me a snake handler the way i horrifically mishandle my conda environments and it's by the grace of god alone that they don't all bite me in the ass

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picture of myself that is kind of like a poem. trans and Catholic forever and ever <3

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“year in fashion” documentaries chronicling runway fashion by year (hour long each) 1998 1999 2000 2001 2002 2003 2004 2005 2006 2007 2008

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the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

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Abandoning my policy of never hating on the foundational medical advancements that changed the entire concept of health and disease at least in the global north bc my tummy hurts

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I try not to harbor hate in my heart but. I hold the exact same kind of hate for people who either

1. Live in a major US city (doubly so if it's NYC or LA) and constantly complain about there being nothing to do

2. Talk about how much being a goth in the 2000s sucked not bc of the discrimination (which would be an understandable reason to consider the 2000s a dark age of goth culture) but bc their fuck ass small town in flyover country had 3 goth clubs and none of them played exclusively the most purist-approved goth music

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Lrb that but I want to watch The Movie without the mental association with the person who introduced me to it

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are you ever about to put on a movie but you realize you don't really want to watch The Movie, you want to be eight years old on a rainy saturday, and under your favorite butterfly blanket, and mom made hot chocolate and popcorn with extra butter, and you're watching The Movie for the first time ever? what are you supposed to do then

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When you see it, it sees you, too.

When you hear it, it hears you, too.

When you feel it, it touches you.

When it calls you, it has you.