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i mean this so seriously if you have any sort of creative project you can and should be a little obsessed with it. you should reread your own writing and look at your own art and brag about your ocs its literally good for your health

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Hopping on the Vine compilation bandwagon, part 1/?

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It's not a virtue to focus totally on your own peace and disregard problems around you. Ironically, it's also not a virtue to stew in your own anxiety.

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PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (2005) + Joe Wright’s DVD Commentary

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seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

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there are two competing sects on this website - one that uses the word "spicy" to mean "neurodivergent" and one that uses the word "spicy" to mean "sexual content." i do not like either of them

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not wanting to be outdone by the benders in the gang, sokka invents the flamethrower, the supersoaker, the leaf blower, and the concept of throwing rocks at people

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Major human pastimes:

frying dough

classifying things and then arguing about the classifications

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my favorite types of Eliot grifts in Leverage are:

1. glasses

2. the weirdest fucking guy you can imagine

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Giving the Devil his due

The devil to pay was a phrase originally from the 16th century and coined to describe the odious task of caulking seams. The devil was the ship’s longest seam, usually taken to mean the outboard seam where deck and ship’s sides meet, whereas paying (from the french word payer, to pitch) referred to the process of sealing a newly caulked seam by pouring hot tar along its length.

Caulking the hull, 19th century (x)

Paying the devil was a task universally despised due to the seam’s size and the awkward contortions usually required to chinse (caulk) its entire length. The devil to pay, and no pitch hot or ready ! was another phrase coined in reference to this hateful task, it being used to describe a challenging situation one is ill prepared to cope with. As standing room was nonexistent for the most part, repairs to the devil were normally performed while hanging over the ship’s side from a bosun’s chair, often while underway. In fact, being in the unenviable position of swinging around below the devil in said chair while attempting to caulk and pour hot pitch gave rise to another phrase, that describing one caught between the devil and the deep blue sea.

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The Good Place Appreciation Week Day 6: Favorite Lesson/s

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i could NOT work with a Vulcan. it would end in a fist fight even though i have no chance of winning. “there’s no need to react emotionally” girl i am going to kill you with my teeth. i understand why Bones is Like That. i would be too.

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there's a cherry blossom tree in DC that keeps blooming every year even though it shouldn't and the park service keeps thinking it's dead and then it keeps blooming! well they're removing a lot of trees to rehabilitate the area and they've said it's finally time for stumpy to go and they're going to mulch it and use the mulch to enrich all the other trees so it can help everything else keep going. and they're also going to plant spliced little pieces of it all over so that stumpy can live forever and this is genuinely sending me into a spiral

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so the thing about my family is that we have two ancestors on my dad’s side who were buried in france, where I currently live. one died in the spanish civil war, and one died prior doing…we don’t know what. but he somehow managed to get buried in père lachaise. 

so anyhow, my gran sends me a message like “pls put flowers on ur uncle samuel’s grave because he’s gone over a century with none and it will make the ghost mad if he hasn’t already” because my family spends time in europe but never long enough to go all the way to père lachaise and give ya boy samuel jr. his death rites. so im like “ok gran I can do that” bc im a good grandson and you do not fuck with gran she doesn’t DESERVE THAT 

i figure out which plot he’s on and ask someone specifically where you can find uncle samuel jr. and they tell me where and so I arrive at the junction and. 

HE GONE. 

WHERE DID YOU GO UNCLE SAMUEL. 

*celine dion’s smash hit “my heart will go on” playing in the distance* 

in other words either someone stole my entire great great uncle samuel or he has risen again, ready to party in paris for all of eternity. 

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LOLOLOL