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troublegoblin · 2 hours
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incredible to me that my mother says she feels as if no one cares for or respects her as if I haven't spent my entire life trying to bend myself into a shape she could love
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troublegoblin · 19 hours
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something that's funny about getting back into fandom as an adult is that when i was a middle schooler I was fucking LOCKED in to "fandom drama" - i saw every post as it was MADE,
but now as an adult I've got like. a job so when shit goes down I end up just sitting down and reading my dash with my morning coffee like it's a goddamn newspaper
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troublegoblin · 3 days
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THEM 🥺
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troublegoblin · 4 days
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there's just something about the people buck loves going to bat for him :(
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Four vertical gifs. The top row are from the episode "Buck Begins". On the left is a closeup gif of an angry Phillip bBuckley talking to Maddie. The caption reads "Maddie, that's not fair. We tried." The righthand gif is a closeup of an equally angry Maddie as she turns to respond. The caption reads "Not hard enough."
The bottom is two gifs from the season 6 episode, "In A Flash". The leftmost gif shows a shot of the doctors wheeling buck away on a gurney. Caption reads, "Got it! We'll do our best." Righthand gif is a closeup of Eddie, with a distressed expression, calling back his response. The caption reads, "Do more!".
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troublegoblin · 4 days
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you know i dreamed about you / for twenty-nine years before i saw you - slow show. the national
4x05 Buck Begins II 7x05 You Don't Know Me
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troublegoblin · 4 days
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wet evening in April by Patrick Kavanagh
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troublegoblin · 4 days
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sunday drive by Kate Baer
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troublegoblin · 5 days
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new gamechanger episode has me feeling like brennan lee mulligan the way I'm theorising
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troublegoblin · 6 days
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yes all my favorite characters are desperate to be loved. no i don’t think that says anything about me
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troublegoblin · 6 days
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on working even when it's not working
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troublegoblin · 7 days
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@dropoutdottv you did this to me
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troublegoblin · 8 days
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i can't actually work on any of my writing right now so here I'm going to force you all to hear about it
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everyone meet juliet and baby. they are white trash teens trying to stay alive in the 1990s south. it physically pains me that i cannot work on this story right now because I've been fixated on this idea for a full year.
(made using elladozast image maker on picrew)
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troublegoblin · 8 days
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goddamnit you guys.
@wearewatcher
im excited for whatever watcher is prepping for with the countdown and everything but if the news is that they're switching to their own subscription based service to watch shit on I'm going to be deeply disappointed in them
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troublegoblin · 9 days
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the dogboy thing is a much of a sex thing as it is an autism thing
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troublegoblin · 12 days
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troublegoblin · 13 days
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s all the blood in my mouth screams devastatingly desperate, miserable girl.
[text id: the skin of the girl i could have been rests under my nails. / she hurts me. / i hurt her back.]
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troublegoblin · 13 days
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fatima aamer bilal, from shame is a girl’s second skin.
[text id: i wanted to hurl my girlhood on a sidewalk and never walk that road again. / my insides have been eating me up alive lately. / i put my fist in my throat and yank misery out of me. / it looks like me. / you think your touch would burn the sun. / but you want to be held, / you’ll let a hand around your throat for the sake of it. / in grade one, i was six, i would pick the skin off my thumbs until they were bloody, so my teacher would hold my hand and ask me if i was okay. i was six. i thought the show of wounds would earn me love. where did i learn that from? / I WAS SIX / little girl, you’ll grow up, but the malice on your tongue will forever be the words of your father. / every time he opens his mouth, you think it’s to shout. it’s not. / what are memories of childhood if not quicksand? swallowing you whole. / my mother and i, we sit down at the dinner table and translate each other’s hurts, but we do not speak. / because you don’t address the hurt / (it hurts more) / learning to say goodbye but never to let go / choosing to sit in a house that’s burning, because that’s home to you / oh, how i wish this was just a phase, but i am afraid life is becoming a coffin, just with ample space.]
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