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loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done

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i dunno something about this hellsite is just very... white. like, when i think of tumblr collectively it's very white people

Like the music taste. Collectively, a lot of distaste for rap and blues and jazz. Lotta fandom racism. There's not a lot about making queer poc visible compared to all the stuff about white queers. Black have literally gotten banned for being black and being against oppressing black people.

and i know a lot of poc on here. i follow them. we interact. but that's not what im talking about. i dont know how to explain further. cope.

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every time I think about my gender I get confused so I simply stopped thinking about it. it is not my problem

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I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.

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I DONT WANNA PAY BILLS I WANNA USE MY MONEY FOR FOOD AND LIL GIFTS FOR MYSELF AND MY LOVED ONES

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Man I hate it when people use the pronoun “you” as a singular pronoun in an informal setting. “You” is plural, unless thou dost speak to an unfamiliar person. The correct singular second person pronoun is “thou” in most cases. Grammar never changes. Pronouns must always stay one way until the end of time. Learn thy proper English. *sigh* Kids these days.

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with relation to that last post. like cmon this is ridiculous

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I want this to happen

a more common occurrence onstream than youd think

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My boyfriend didn’t go to university until he was 28 because he didn’t feel anywhere near ready when he was 18. He graduated with first-class honours, went on to do a Masters, and is now a history teacher. It’s so much more important to do things when you’re able to fully commit to them and do them to the best of your ability than to rush to do them by an imaginary deadline.

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jesus they werent kidding huh

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the traumatized child thing of getting really stressed whenever you have to ask for clarification on something bc you Know the yelling is coming

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aging doesn't scare me, I have always thought that I want to be unburdened of labor. And time passing by will let me know that it is going to happen.

so maybe the reason I'm so hung up over and over again by the thought of u is bc I didn't get the chance to age with u in our time of unknowing—no burden. Because the adults of the world were damaging us.

FOMO stresses my mind and likes to make me believe that one of my major beliefs is false. God im being dramatic and poetic but how can I not when after everything went wrong, I think to myself that maybe the world and the people around won't allow for me to have it. Because even the chance of love was taken away from me.

I know aging will give me more time and more chances but I'm mourning the one chance for love that I recognized and wanted.