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I’m mad. You know why? Because people are out here spoiling the Avengers: Endgame. What the fuck. NONE OF US HAVE WATCHED THE FUCKING MOVIE YET. Some may have no self control and just have to watch it where some may watch it on accident. But once you watch something you can’t fucking unsee that shit, you’ll think about it the whole fucking day. So please, I’m begging you, please don’t spoil the movie. We’ve eagerly waiting for this movie since right after we saw Infinity War. So don’t ruin the fun for others. Please tag your spoilers. You know what don’t even fucking post them while you’re at it.

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Thor + some of his under-appreciated intelligence

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I relate to Clint Barton on so many levels…

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And that’s fine by me.

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Don’t think. So i won’t. I’ll write whatever I do and in the end it’ll be horrible. Or so I tell myself. I am told this is called stream of consciousness. Sounds fun. I’ve never really done something like this, that's a lie. I have. For school. I don’t count that. Writing for school is like writing with guidelines. You can write whatever as long as it is within their boundaries. In other words, what they want to hear. I’ve never really thought of myself as a very good writer. Not really. I write whatever comes to mind and BOOM it's there. Not necessarily good, just there. My whole family, my mom brother sister, their atheists. My dad and his side of the family is christian (or catholic idk). So I don’t know. I think the whole idea of a man in the sky that created the universe and everything in it sounds too good to be true. It’s like telling me that you found the cure for cancer within the blood of a new species. It doesn’t sound true. Now, i’m not saying that it’s impossible, just incredible. If there is someone out there i think they would be OK with the way I am. I’m agnostic by the way. I try to be nice to everyone and do what, in my opinion, is right. A lot of the world doesn’t make sense to me right now. For example, people who aren’t OK with the LGBT community, or just don’t believe in it. My best friend is trans and I myself am Pan sexual, so I think i’m a little biased. But it doesn’t make sense to me. How can you not be OK with something if it is making someone else happy. I don’t get it. Like, who cares if being gender neutral isn’t real, not that I think that, if it makes them feel more comfortable with themselves I’ll call them  a cactus for god's sake. I don’t care. Another thing is when people just don’t go with it. Like, they say it’s confusing. No, its not. One of my friends was talking about this trans boy and the kept going from boy to girl and I kept correcting them and literally they said “ sorry it’s just so confusing, I mean how can someone be a girl and feel like a dude?” and i swear to god I had so much to say. Let me get one the straight. I don’t care if you understand it. You don’t need to. You need to respect it. If you have questions feel free to ask them, we’re very willing to answer them, happy even. What bothers me is that some people don’t even try to understand or pretend to respect it. It doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t hurt you to accept them, it does literally nothing but make the first little while awkward. Not only that but it makes someone very happy. I just don’t understand it. How hard is it to accept that some people love the same gender, some the opposite, some more than one, and some don’t at all. It doesn’t make sense.

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Just some stuff about me (sorry)

I don’t really know what to say until I've already said it. Does that make sense? I’m impulsive. O don’t know I want something until i already went out and got it. Sometimes it's not that simple and i’m stuck fighting for something i’m not sure even exists. I fall in love with a snap of a finger, more with the idea of a person than the person themselves. I feel everything and nothing all at the same time and I can’t decide if I want to be an Actress or a Writer but I’ve got time. The other day I rearranged my room because I can’t have the same thing for too long, it gets repetitive. I’m scared that i’m going to ruin every relationship I get in because i’m still looking for something, or i’ll stay in a terrible one because I don’t trust myself enough to realize that I’m not happy. My family says i’m a living, breathing, oxymoron. I believe them, it makes sense to me. I’m in love with the idea of domestic life. That sounds weird, but its true. I don’t want anything special, I don’t dream of Adventure, i want road trips and movies nights, late nights on the phone (Don’t care who), cliques, love songs, anything at all. I want to live but not the way most people do. Or maybe I do, I don’t know. I just want life. I read somewhere that all of us have a little bit of I want to save the world in us, and it’s ok if the only person you save is yourself. I don’t think that’d be enough for me. I want to make  difference. Not just giving to charity or helping out a friend in need, but something life changing. I think that everyone is here because you make a difference, good or bad, in someone’s, somewhere out there, life. It could be just helping them up when they fall down, or you could be the one to push them over. You could be a stranger who smiles at them in the street, or an online friend. I don’t know. But you make a difference to someone, sometimes that's the only thing that keeps me going. I don’t know about you, but I think handwriting is adorable. You can learn so much about a person just by looking at the way they write. If they are lazy or energetic, bold or holding back, if they are passionate or unmotivated, anything. It’s beautiful. I think that the idea that we were all taught how to write the same way, different languages maybe but still, and that we all somehow write in a million different ways is amazing. That a little bit of your personality seeps into the handwriting, and obviously the way you write. I don’t know, I just think it’s all adorable. People in general. By the way, I didn’t know that it wasn’t normal to be attracted to non binary people too. Like, I just thought that everyone was like “Ooh they’re cute. Imma go ask them out.” (I don’t know how people talk) and the find out they’re a they and still like them. Maybe i’m not explaining this correctly, i suck at explaining. I just thought that everyone thought of everyone the same way. Apparently they do not. If you haven’t realized yet, i’m pan. Completely different topic, again, I always feel like a bad person because I do nice things and then I want someone to praise me for doing something nice. Like no, That's not how it works. So i always think that then, therefore, the nice thing no longer counts. I’m not sure why it matters if it counts or not, it's just something. I want to be known for something, I guess, I want people to hear my name and think “Oh, that's the girl that…” I want to be a good person. I want people to think that i’m a good person; and I try to be. I try to be nice to everyone, I smile when I make eye contact with people, I listen to others problems, try not to say mine too much, I accept everything, I try to be polite. And yet, I think i’m a bad person. Even writing this I feel like i’m seeking attention, just to be clear, I’m not. I just have a lot to say and I don’t want to have to be in the same room as the people hearing it as I say it. I think i’m special but at the same time I know there are tons of people like me. I am very replaceable. But at the same time, I think that you’re never gonna find another girl like me.

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we is this me tho

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I know its the wrong day but i saw it and had to reblog

Happy international womens day to:

Trans women

Nonbinary women

Lesbian women

Bisexual women

Pansexual women

Asexual women

Aromantic women

Polyam women

Questioning women

Disabled women

Autistic women

Mentally ill women

Women of color

All women of every walk of life

You’re all amazing

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Happy International Women’s Day!

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Happy International Women’s Day

Credit to @/ratscape on Twitter

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adorable

I love my Brucie-bear <3

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tony, walking in on peter at 3am, on his phone while upside-down from the ceiling: what the hell are you doing

peter, trying not to laugh, having been there for the past 5 hours waiting for someone to ask just so he could make this pun: hanging out

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I’m not crying, you’re crying!

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[post-infinity war]

tony: oh my god, are you okay?!?!?

the avengers: a little injured, but fine I guess, thanks-

tony: [immediately pushing past them] I was talking to peter???

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A collection of those random/deep thoughts you have when you’re in the shower @deepshowerthoughts

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I feel called out

Enjoy this meme I made instead of writing