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ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think that’s beautiful

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dan and phil are so cool i wish love was real

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There's something to Ghost being who he is, building walls upon walls upon walls around himself to keep himself safe, and Soap being a demolitions expert.

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the inquisitive mind of phil lester......

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I don’t think you understand

I don’t think you understand how much I need you in my life. It’s partly selfish but I thought you understood why without me having to say the words. I’ll tell you though, why it is I need you, why I want you in my life. I was always left out when I was younger, by my family, by my peers, eventually by people I called friends. I just never quite fit into place like everyone else. I was weird or off putting, I wasn’t like my cousins or classmates. Something about me was wrong or that’s how it felt. And when I met you I was alone, at my darkest and lowest. I met you and you helped, you felt othered too. We bonded because of that. We grew with one another became who we are because of each other I think. Without you I would’ve been lost maybe worse. And I’m not trying to say you’re the only thing holding me together and that if we were to part you’d be a bad person, you wouldn’t be, never could be. I know people grow apart but I hoped that we wouldn’t, that I could hold onto someone so special to me as you for a long time, forever even. When faced with the possibility that I could lose you after all the plans we’ve made and things we’ve been through I feel that same feeling like when I was younger and people left me. I don’t want to lose you and I know if I do sooner or later I’ll be okay but I don’t want to go through life without you if I have a say.

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I miss people I don’t even know

I miss sitting on the couch at 7 giggling with the kid down the street as we watch cartoons, I miss playing around the trees in the school playground making up stories and plucking the fuzz off of dandelions and making wishes, I miss wandering through the old mall and trying on things our parents would never let us wear, I miss holding you close as you cried to me about how that person you cared so much about turned out to be a jerk, I miss late night calls worrying about exams that ended in laughter because we couldn’t help it we always made each other laugh

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Not an invitation to cocoon yourself in a self-care bubble for four years, but a reminder to the 24/7 worriers that you can literally write "To Do on Monday: Worry about ________" on a post-it note and stop worrying about it for one day while you recharge.

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Gay

just had gay sex for the first time !!!!

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the thing about being nonbinary is that you really do start to forget that other people have such strict walls around what is and isn’t allowed for genders. i thought we all agreed that we made that up. could you climb out of the cave real quick and feel the sunshine for a minute.

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It is hilarious making hookup arrangements as a busy adult… looking forward to seeing your pussy in ten business days

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The little things humans do

Something I love that is so small but also so human is when a bunch of people do a little thing together. Like when a bunch of college kids wear green on Saint Patrick’s Day or have umbrellas on a rainy day and share them with their friends or people they don’t know at the bus stop because they don’t have their own. When people squeeze extra close on the bus when it’s bad weather so everyone can get on. It’s little things but it’s so important to me.

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A true gentleman

if you aren’t sampling your semen before letting your lover get a taste maybe you aren’t as much of a gentlemen as you thought

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blowjob? more like nojob! #unemployed

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sometimes I wonder why y'all are obsessed with specific characters and I'm like "why them" but then I remember that sometimes its literally not your choice you just look at them wrong and all of a sudden they're taking up your every thought forever

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I hate this house

I hate this house

I hate the floors

I hate the kitchen cabinets warped by humidity

I hate the bathroom fan covered in damp dust, the floor tiles sticky with grime, trash always full

I hate the new toilet they got to replace the old one, it’s too tall and too plastic

The carpet is permanently stained and faded from dust and fur, wet dog smell imbedded in the fabric

I hate the broken cage in the corner of my parents bathroom for the dog, it’s broken because he kicks it, it’s the same cage she broke her hip in

I hate the way you can look inside the cabinet since the door broke and no one’s bothered to replace it

I hate how we can’t keep anything in those three cabinets anymore because the spices got solid and there’s weird build up appearing

I hate how loud the door to the garage is and how dirty the floor makes your bare feet

I hate that I sleep on a cot in the living room, roommates with my dad who snores and coughs and watches things too loud on his phone, they haven’t slept in the same room for a long time

I wish they’d just get divorced already

I hate how cluttered the counters are, with junk and trash

I hate that I was so excited for a break from classes and school stress and not even ten minutes since getting home I found myself hating this house, hating that my parents still aren’t divorced, hating that my sisters are here, hating that the dogs and cats are here

I hate this house

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she res on my urrection till i come. (back. (from the dead))

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