i really gotta stop doomscrolling and sleeping until 11 am and eating late at night
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the way misty is looking at nat in this scene is so reverent. like we know that she was spending time with lottie and being that this was after lottie declared her queen you could assume that she does believe in the power of the wilderness but i truly think she didnt believe in it and instead she is practically worshipping nat because its natalie, not because she's queen
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I’ve been rewatching the Legend of Korea with an older relative, and I would like to proudly say that the minute Asami started teaching Korra to drive, my relative clocked that they were very very gay for each other.
He was like, “Oh, they’re lesbians right? They're gay for each other? I mean look at them!”
And I was forced to say “mmm idk you’ll have to see,” but internally I was like YES THEY ARE FALLING IN LOVE COOL FOR YOU TO NOTICE.
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Learning that setting boundaries is actually easy but committing to them is a whole different beast
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my life consists of re-downloading tiktok every couple of weeks, immediately seeing a marauders tiktok that makes me want to bash my head in and then coming here to pointedly complain about the fandom <3
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didnt think id cry over a fanfiction in which eddie munson has BPD, and steve knows this, and literally outright says that he knows eddie could split over him and say or do or feel very hurtful things, but it doesn’t matter to him and he loves him anyway. fucking God damn
because as much as people have claimed to “not care” that i have BPD, they also make it clear that any symptoms are too much and they can’t handle it. and like, i get that. i do. i know. most people just can’t handle someone like me. i’m probably doomed to be mostly-alone and only have surface-level friendships, barring stitch, for the rest of my life if i don’t get better at hiding it. i’m so fucking lucky to even have stitch. like, even my own parents can’t handle me. i am so grateful for my best friend.
the idea that someone could know exactly what BPD entails, could know what splitting is, could know what it could mean, and instead of running for the hills because im toxic they would actually stay, and love me anyway, the knowledge that it’s possible, that i’m not abusive and evil in the eyes of every person ever on this earth and someone on this planet is capable of loving me anyway even if i never meet them, it’s. oh my God. so many fucking feelings. i wasnt expecting that.
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How do I even choose a favorite Luke Black song ugghhh
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Moving out of an abusive household is so stressful omfg
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How can you love someone that hurt you
How can I be so afraid of letting go
but for abuse, there is no true afterglow
these new supports you've built will never hold up
saying it's all in my head, but it crumbles down every time
pretend it's not real time and time again
but I can feel it every time I go to bed and haunting everywhere I've ever been
rage builds out of sorrow and I can't see why I'm the only one who mourns that little girl
the schoolgirl that knew she deserved to be treated like a pearl
that was before she knew, and before your hand on her grew
the rag her mind became was soaked in tears and drains out twisted years
She should have been so, so, much, but I'm collecting evidence for a police report instead
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