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literally just doing this in hopes of more easily accessing my old tags
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I want you to remember:
The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.
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Don't you fucking dare compare TikTok to Vine. ITS NOT THE SAME THING
Vine went away cuz it couldn't afford to stay active
TikTok went away because congress RIPPED it away from us. It let to many activist groups connect faster than ever before; it let too many voices of dissent be heard louder than ever before; and most importantly it was more popular than Facebook, Twitter( cuz fuck that X bullshit), and instagram.
I understand losing both of these platforms hurt, I was alive for vine's death to. But don't let yourself be fooled into a falce equivalence.
Vine died
TikTok was murdered.
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heart - shaped scallion found In pho . reblog for good luck & yummy soup 500000 forwver
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A true friend is seen in times of need...
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meditations on first philosophy (1641) - rene descartes
"who give a shit"
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let's hear it for the nonbinary folks who:
don't present androgynously
use "binary" pronouns in any capacity
identify partially with a binary gender
have a "gendered" name
don't experience body dysmorphia
don't experience gender dysphoria
DO experience gender dysphoria/body dysmorphia but aren't sure what gender or body would suit them
just experience body/gender apathy instead
can't be open about their gender identity yet
you're all absolutely valid.
don't ever feel like you're "not nonbinary enough" because you absolutely are! 💖
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local woman who claimed she will "cross that bridge when she comes to it" arrives at said bridge
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tiktok refugees i believe you are few but it is VITAL that you know on tumblr you can speak freely. kill. die. sex. fuck. you can say things here
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I genuinely believe that some people could encounter a button that says “if you push this button everyone in the world has the opportunity to live a better life and your life remains exactly the same” and they would not push it.
They’d be like “well that button’s not fair to me, though,” even though there’s literally no other buttons around and nothing newly bad would happen to them if the button was pushed.
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The Glow
It started with a hum,
a low vibration buried beneath everything else.
The air felt thinner,
the walls too close,
as if the room itself was shrinking
under the weight of something unseen.
Then, the flicker.
Not light, not exactly—
a pulse, an interruption in the dark,
shadows swimming on the edges of vision.
The television sat silent,
its screen empty but alive.
You wanted to look away,
but it was already too late.
It wasn’t fear at first,
just curiosity with sharp edges,
the strange pull of what you couldn’t explain.
And when the voices began,
they weren’t loud.
They whispered,
crackling through the static
like a secret meant only for you.
The glow stretched into you,
its fingers reaching
where nothing else could.
It knew your name.
It called it softly,
like an invitation
you didn’t remember accepting.
And after that,
you weren’t sure if the hum ever stopped,
if the light ever left.
You carried it with you,
a faint, buzzing thing
under your skin.
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as long as you're trying to do better, better is going to come.
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