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mattiassamuelsson · 2 months

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PEYTON KREBS ( BUF vs VGK. 03.02.2024. )

#peyton krebs #buffalo sabres #sabres #nhl #hockey #hockeyedit #my gifs #( every time i am subjected to a national broadcast #i am reminded why i hate them #with such vengeance )

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offkilterkeys · 28 days

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i imagine you have a vault of unreleased content that you don't get around to posting for relatable reasons. if you do i humbly ask that you grace me with something. anything! close your eyes and pick a file? let fate decide. if you made it i'll like it, that's the point anyway

I’ve posted some panels or pieces of these but never the entire sequence on here I don’t think, so but this is one of the only substantial things I’d say I’ve kept in a vault.

I feel like compared to my newer stuff these look super rough, but they were really good practice.

These have pesterlogs that go with them but this post is already huge so eh. This was set to occur a couple hours after Caliborn’s masterpiece, so Roxy and Dirk are talking about Halquius’s heroic sacrifice/death. Davepeta and Dirk continue that line of conversation, while Roxy is pulled into an argument about self control as I bum everyone out by reminding them that Jasprose never actual stopped being an alcoholic.

#homestuck #rose lalonde #roxy lalonde #jasprosesprite^2 #davepetasprite #dirk strider #and Roxy was gonna bring it up cause she think he’s being weird for doing that #This was mostly just me messing around with the sprite^2s and fleshing them out #Also expanding upon Jasprose and Rose’s relationship cause I think it could be sooooo silly #anyway the last Jasprose panel intentionally looks like the scene in trickster mode where Dirk scolds Roxy for getting Drunk #Jasprose is all “you just hate me cause I remind you of mom #and Rose is like “No I hate you because you’re literally a worse #less articulate #horrifically selfish #version of me!”#Dirk asks Davepeta if they want a hug #cause of the whole brother/moirail death #and to both of their surprise they say no #that’s why they fist bump #The Lalonde’s conversation is left on a cliffhanger while Dirk dips out in order to do some soul searching #also the sprites not glowing anymore was a conscious decision #it’s meant to imply that now that they’re out of the medium they’re slowly losing their game construct-ness #also also Dirk’s house being in the middle of the ocean was a conscious decision #he put it there even though everyone else used Jade’s powers to have their houses move from their planets to Can Town #Roxy brings it up before they’re interrupted #anyway sorry for using this ask as an excuse to share old content I am just always brainrotting

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 11 months

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something i'm grateful for about Wally is the representation for people who love eye contact. we're underappreciated smh

#its very fun to see a character who Looks Intently bc he Likes It and thinks its Polite #eye contact is so so so so good but the majority of people hate it and Whyyyyyyy #it makes being around people so difficult #i naturally stare into a person's fucking soul when holding a conversation #so i have to constantly remind myself to look away periodically or look somewhere else entirely #and then my thoughts turn into 'youre making too much eye contact. now youre making too little. stop looking over there.'#'make eye contact WAIT NO NO ok great we just awkwardly glanced at them. fuck. what are they even saying rn we stopped listening'#and then if i make eye contact with someone in passing / a stranger #its immediate panic like Oh Fuck What If They Think We're A Total Freak Now. Shit Shit shit #or the equally terrifying What If They Think That Was An Invite To Interact #but otherwise. let me stare into your souuulllllll pleaseeeeeee #Without it being weird or making you uncomfortabllle #i am trying to CONNECT and show that i am ENGAGED i am LISTENING #absolutely unprompted #shoutout to all my adhd/autistic homies who looooooove eye contact #we're rarer than a unicorn stg #if eye contact is a sliding scale its the only binary im participating in #i think this might be why i like cats so much. instant staring contests. prolonged comfy eye contact #yeah physical contact is great but have you ever held casual Eye contact with someone

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unopenablebox · 7 days

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apparently yelling at your parents for posting a bunch of reactionary shit on facebook about how the student protestors are all pathetic snowflakes because they eat gluten-free food and have blue hair and pronouns actually works sometimes? which is good. but oh my god

#unfortunately my mom has adopted a reflexively defensive position about the state of israel due to the fact that she is uh.#surrounded by incredibly virulent unchecked antisemites in her professional context #despite the fact that she is in fact deeply condemnatory of all actual actions the israeli military has actually taken in the last year #and when confronted will in fact redevelop her actual positions once she remembers that i am not antisemitic and will not #argue that all ashkenazi israelis should be expelled back into poland because they deserve it for killing jesus.#like there are positions i'm not going to talk them around on and don't really think it's worth trying to #but i can at least remind them that they are in fact not benefiting anyone by repeating talking points from a fucking bari weiss publicatn #about the intrinsic spoiled stupidity of student protestors and how it is exemplified by their frivolous homosexuality which #by its nature trivializes the struggles of the hostages.#they don't even believe that! they even listened to my arguments for why i don't think the student protests are #astroturfed or unsalvageably entangled with antisemitism and responded in a normal thoughtful way taking my points into account #but how come i have to monitor their facebook usage in order to remind them of their actual opinions every two months #you can't keep it together long enough to remember that you hate bari weiss?? fucksake #box opener

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wildmrmix · 1 month

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Broooo I have so much homework I need to do but I no no wanna :(

#like its not my fault you couldnt organize and decide how long your lessons were so why am i suffering #what the hell catherin what have i ever done to you #one of them is literally a test that ive been using pity points to push the date on but I CAN’T WAIT ANYMORE #i just hate math so my brain wont remind me about it on principle #wild stop rambling in the tags challenge (impossible)#wildtalks

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front-facing-pokemon · 10 months

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#again not QUITE sure what counts as front-facing here? i could've chosen like three different angles for this one #i might actually go grab those and add them as bonuses. yeah sure why not #bonus angles under the cut bc what not #clamperl #who else forgot this pokémon exiiiiists! me. i did. does it even evolve? is this pokémon relevant for *anything*?#i guess it has two different evolutions. better not be a gender thing i swear #oh hell it's a trade evolution. arguably worse. and it just depends on the item it's holding. that's boring as hell and also trade evos suck #booooo we hate trade evolutions. legends arceus did it way betterrrrr. UGH! this pokémon is IRRELEVANT #i don't mean to be mean i'm sorry clamperl fans and also clamperl reading this. if you are either of the above then i am sorry #but this is sort of my reminder that this pokémon exists. I GUESS i'm a land creature and so i don't think about water pokémon that often #y'all got a whole ecosystem down there i *guess*. kinda cool ngl #i should come visit some time

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itspileofgoodthings · 3 months

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#sometimes I KNOW the number of people I have wounded by unfollowing and I hate that tumblr makes it so easy to tell now #but I simply have an unhappy and prickly brain #and I have gone from feeling soooo bad about unfollowing anyone to just recognizing that I just had to be practical about how I needed #my dash to be #but like. It’s never because I hate you. Sometimes it’s because you’re TOO interesting or you blog too much like me #Or it’s just more discourse than I can take in at any one sitting #and I’ll still stop by your page to stop in when I see you in my notes #but also. it just kind of kills me because I know that it causes hurt sometimes no matter what I say!#and like. making a post like this might make it WORSE #anyway idk why but I was reminded of this yesterday when this former student asked me wistfully if I remembered her #and I was like of course! and she was like but you have so many students …#and it’s true. impossible to make them all FEEL equally seen even though i try #I am NOT comparing you to students just saying tumblr is like teaching in that it brings you into contact with many people #and the sheer number means you can’t stay close with them all #Anyway see what I mean by the chattering

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jrueships · 6 months

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tbh tho i think my art is fugly af LMFAO

#not in a '>w< eeeek! i wish i could drawww 🥺 i can only cobble such measle crap with my lowly peasant paws.. *unveils mona lisa*'#sense but like a my style makes me want to hurl whenever i look at it bcs it's a constant reminder that it can only be what i can make it be #and bcs it looks bad to me then that means i cant make things look good if u get my sense like #idk man 😭!! im just sick of being scribbly!! and not clean! i wanna ink my art! have crisp lines! dark lines!!#not have to put stupid darkening filters on everything bcs i cant color or shade so my art is just stuck with the blinding white background #well the frustration is more how i CAN color and shade.. i CAN ink my lines with a darker one #lets not excuse my laziness now cmon ted omg dumbass bitch #it's just that doing so makes me . crazy #my attention span like. crumbles when i try to add color or ink over lines bcs thats Such a commitment to me #i HATE leaving things unfinished when it seems so monumental #like unfinished sketches or prompts? fine. those are sketches. little prompts. even if u post it it's shit #but starting big things is a COMMITMENT.. with CONSEQUENCES ! ! i just want to avoid them ig #it's like im stuck between art being a fun lil past time and being a perfectionist actually so no. no it is not #but also i NEED to draw i NEED to write SOMETHING! SOMETHING!! then i realize the weight of things and purposefully hinder myself #then later hate myself for hindering even tho it felt so good and right in the beginning ORGHH or WHATEVER #idk one of my friends told me my style reminded them of the new tmnt movie (which has been praised yeah #for like beautiful ugliness tho) and like. i KNOW it's a compliment... but. why did it make me Feel 😭 like i wanted to rip my art 2 shreds #once i lined my art and my friend (an artist i admire) said smthin like 'omg finally! ted lined art! gorgeous!'#& i KNOW. I KNOW IT'S A COMPLIMENT. BUT WHY AM I THINKING LIKE. SO VIOLENT. NOT ABT THEM. BUT MY SHIT NOW #like UGHHH i just HATE feeling trapped and helpless when actually theres help available but im just DUM!! JUST LINE UR ART TED #art is like playing sport is like making good grades is like working well is like being a good friend is like being a good person #literally. just be GOOD.#it's all a performance to me ARGHARGH! I HATE THE JOKER! I HATE BEING CRINGE@! RAGGHH I HATE THIS SHIT #<- mfs when no basketball #mfw i cannot avoid enlightenment via the meaningless distractions i codepently craveRAGGHG!!!!!!1!

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gods-favorite-autistic · 5 months

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Glass Onion really was just me yelling about how stupid Miles is the entire time and then feeling the satisfaction when the other characters realized it too

#I was on the miles hate train from the moment I saw him but also when he said the mona lisa’s smile appears and disappears I was so pissed #like yes the meaning of the mona lisa’s smile changes every time you look at it I can get behind that #but the smile itself does not disappear!!!!! the restoration of her smile was like a whole thing!!!! what the fuck are you talking about!!!’#‘that is the Aegean sea’ one of my favorite lines ngl #glass onion #glass onion spoilers #technically I guess?#ok spoilers starting here #also I can’t have been the only one who realized that the handwriting on the envelope that said ‘love andi’#was the same as the handwriting on the invitation that said ‘love miles’#bro couldn’t even get original with that #love the fact that blanc didn’t even get the chance to solve the puzzles so he just trashed them to miles’ face just cause he could #an icon honestly #also I truly don’t think that’s how allergic reactions work like he would not have just died that quickly but I guess it must have been bad #also also for the record I called the allergic reaction thing from the second he dropped cause why else would they mention that #to be fair I fully thought that the fruit in his drink was a straight up pineapple so I am kinda dumb but it did remind me of the allergy so #helen brand you will always be famous #anyways i’ll shut up now #autism (mads) speaks

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batz · 6 months

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#oaghhh diamox has me feeling really sick its the worst #i cant get outta bed i cant eat i cant do Anything ! just in pain and laying n bed #still have no idea why they have me back on these meds bc its making things So much worse :(#but unfortunately doctors even neurlogists only focus on weightloss and diamox already made me lose almost 100 pounds i feel SICK #felt healthier when i didnt lose that weight i am being 100% honest here. i hate diamox so fuckig much #frank.txt #also makes my body pain so much worse idk i just hate this brain thing #im thinking of just . stopping the meds even tho my neurologist says not to bc like even he says theyr not making a difference!!!#but he wants me on them so he can compliment my body shrinking every god damn appointment and remind me of how sick i am and feel #eugh #again . diamox doesnt impact my veins and im having an issue w veins in my neck and brain #bc of that im dealing w some pain. they fix that by putting in a stent but instead they just rlly want to like #see How Much Frankie Can Shrink #and ignore the fact that alll they can do is sleep bc theyr shrinking too much #fatphobia m #at least i gain back the weight and feel a million times better when im off tbe meds but still i hate it so bad #they even notice that i feel better after regaining the weight i lost and my optic nerves r no longer Damaged but like #idk .#its just Frustrating ! chronic illness moment

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sexynetra · 9 months

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I’m so sorry to be that person but I can’t choose a specific prompt for the otp protective list thingy 🫠

IF you want to I’m down for anything on that list for boxer au, you pick…apologies again 🥲🥲

No worries! Even just showing interest at all in more boxer au is helpful to me 💕

Have some concerned Marcia, as a treat

Also… me completing a piece of writing these days? Less likely than you’d think! But we did it lads <3

Pretending everything is fine so the other doesn't have to know what's going on. / “Please never do that again.”

(Also uhhh this one got long sorry)

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Either Marcia had gotten complacent, or Anetra was an incredibly skilled actress. Marcia wasn’t sure which. But when Anetra insisted she was fine after a particularly rough match, Marcia believed her. After all, Anetra had no reason to lie to her. She was a nurse, Anetra would tell her if she was hurt. Besides, Anetra had been fighting long enough that she could certainly tell when an injury was serious or not.

So Marcia didn’t push, didn’t force Anetra to let her double check. They were early in their relationship, and Marcia didn’t want to ruin things by being too much of a worrywart. So she left after the match, with a kiss goodbye, and a promise to see her for their dinner date. And as she left, she tried to convince herself that everything was fine.

And it was, at first. Anetra looked radiant as ever when Marcia arrived at the restaurant, blonde hair perfectly coiffed, tight pink dress like a second skin hugging her perfect figure. Nearly all traces of the fight had been wiped away, hidden under effortlessly blended makeup.

The only hint that she had been bloody and bruised just that morning was the slight limp in her walk, and the split second longer than usual that it took her to react.

“Hi, beautiful,” Marcia murmured, crossing the distance to wrap her arms around Anetra and pull her in for a gentle kiss. Anetra set her hands on Marcia’s waist, squeezing gently as she kissed her back.

“Missed you,” she breathed into the kiss. “You look ethereal. As always. Taking my breath away.”

Marcia pulled back finally, a shy smile on her face. No matter how many times Anetra complimented her, Marcia still couldn’t believe it was real. That Anetra was actually hers.

In hindsight, maybe she missed the signs because she didn’t want to admit anything was amiss. She just wanted a nice date night with her girlfriend, and maybe if she ignored what she knew in her gut, it would go away. That was the hope at least.

But life didn’t work that way, and denying the evidence in front of her face could only last so long. Especially when Anetra was acting so… off.

“Babe, you aren’t looking too hot, are you sure you’re really okay?” Marcia asked after the third time she’d had to drag Anetra back into their conversation. Anetra blinked a few times, shaking her head for a moment as if trying to force herself to focus on the conversation at hand.

“Damn. And here I thought you found me beautiful. Now I’m not even that hot?” She joked, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Marcia’s own frown deepened.

“Neech, I’m serious. You’re really out of it and it’s starting to scare me,” Marcia tried, chewing on her lower lip as she watched her girlfriend who was currently refusing to look her in the eyes.

“I’m fine, Marcia. Don’t be overdramatic. I had a big fight this morning. I’m just tired,” Anetra deflected, picking at her chipped nail polish and staring resolutely down at her food. Marcia deflated a bit.

“I’m not trying to—“ Marcia sighed, rubbing her temples. “I’m not trying to be a drama queen, I’m just worried, okay? Can we just like… go back to my place? Relax on the couch and go to bed early? If you’re really just tired then I’ll drop it and things will be all good in the morning.” Marcia put on her best puppy dog eyes, looking across the table at Anetra until her girlfriend looked back.

Anetra deflated slightly. “Yeah, okay. That sounds nice,” she admitted begrudgingly, waving over the waiter to get the check.

Marcia was still antsy, but was trying to rein in her concerns. Surely Anetra really was just tired, and a good night's sleep would fix everything. She kept telling herself that, until Anetra went to stand up.

Marcia felt frozen as she watched Anetra stumble, grabbing onto the edge of the table with white knuckles and clenching her eyes shut, head dropping. After a second she sprung into action, running over to the other side of the table to wrap an arm around Anetra, to make sure she was steady on her feet.

“Sorry, sorry. I’m fine. I'm okay. Just got… dizzy,” Anetra’s voice was distant, her breathing shaky, and Marcia’s heart broke for a moment.

“I’ve got you. Just breathe. Let’s go outside. Get some fresh air.” Marcia kept her arm right around her girlfriend, letting her lean against her side for support as she got them outside, helping Anetra down onto the nearest bench. She sat down beside her, thoughts racing as she watched the color return to Anetra’s face.

“Marsh, I—“ Anetra began after a moment but Marcia cut her off, trying to keep her voice from trembling.

“How long have you been feeling off? Don’t lie to me, please. I need to… I need to know if this has to do with the fight. Please, let me help you. I just want you to be okay,” Marcia rushed to get her words out, eyes wide and pleading.

Anetra was silent for a moment, chewing on her lower lip and fidgeting nervously with the rings she was wearing. “I… I thought it was just a headache from the impact, I swear. If I thought it was anything serious I would have told you,” She spoke quietly, finally glancing up from her lap to meet Marcia’s eyes. “I know you get frightened during these fights and I just. It would have scared you even more if I told you something was wrong. I just didn’t want you to have to worry about me.”

The revelation that Anetra had been hiding things from her did nothing to soothe Marcia’s frayed nerves. For all she knew, this wasn’t the first time Anetra had been hurt and thought it wasn’t important for Marcia to know. “I’m a nurse, Anetra. You need to tell me these things. Of course I worry, you’re my girlfriend, and I care about you. A lot. But I’m gonna worry a hell of a lot more when you nearly pass out in a restaurant than if you just tell me when something isn’t right. Or better yet just… let me check to make sure nothing major is wrong after fights. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? Better I find it early than… whatever could have happened tonight.” She paused to take a few calming breaths, trying to keep a cool demeanor, despite how anxious she was. “You can’t keep this stuff from me, not if you want me to come to your matches. Not if you want to be able to keep fighting in the long run. This isn’t fun and games, Neech. It’s life and death, and I don’t think me being worried is an overreaction. This is my job, I know how risky what you’re doing is, and I just want to help. But you can’t keep this kind of thing a secret from me. Please never do that again. My heart can’t take it.”

The guilt was plain as day on Anetra’s face and Marcia wondered for a moment if she had pushed too hard, if she was being too harsh. But Anetra reached to take Marcia’s hands in her own, and Marcia melted slightly into the touch, having to blink a few times to keep her tears from spilling.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was… I didn’t realize. I never meant to frighten you,” Anetra murmured, running her thumb across the back of Marcia’s hand delicately. Marcia melted more at the gentleness, shifting to rest her head on Anetra’s shoulder.

“My heart can’t take it,” Marcia repeated quietly, closing her eyes and focusing on the feeling of Anetra, sturdy against her side.

“I know. I’m really sorry. If I’d known I was making you worry this much I never would have kept it from you…” Anetra’s breath was warm on her hair as she felt her place a soft kiss to the top of her head.

Marcia turned her face to bury it in the crook of Anetra’s neck. “You owe me big time, you know. For lying to me. You’d better be prepared to grovel.” Anetra laughed softly against her hair and Marcia smiled to herself, warmth running down her spine. Everything was going to be okay, she could tell.

“Of course, darling. Whatever you say.”

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wrinkledparchment · 1 year

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if we meet again, somewhere far away

My dearest, I will not rush to join you in heaven, to stand by your side again.

I will not run to the arms of relief, the sweet embrace of death, to escape this pain.

I will not end my time prematurely, I will not do as you did.

I will take my time, picking flowers in the field, buying every souvenir, eating something new, meeting the people you did not.

I will take my time, in visiting the places that you wanted to go with me, smiling in the sunshine, getting wet in the rain.

I will gather these experiences, photographs, trinkets, flavours, scents, and I will present them to you, when it is all over.

I will empty my pockets before you, and show you what you willingly gave up. I will show you the laughter, the joy, the love, the light, and the sadness, the grief, and the bittersweet.

I will present it all to you, and I will tell you, smiling, "Do you see what you missed?"

And I will sob before you too, and I will ask what I've been wondering all this time, "Why didn't you want to Come with me?"

And I will have to settle for the answer I didn't want, "I didn't know there was such beauty, until you showed it to me."

And I will grab your hands, and I will look you in the eyes. "I could've shown you, if you'd asked." And we will both cry and apologize, finally understanding each other, because we will both know that I was lying.

#tw: suicide and death #someone i knew passed away a long time ago #and no it isn't the anniversary of their passing #it isn't close to their birthday or a special day at all #i miss them every day and not just on holidays and I wish there was an afterlife so I could meet them again and I could tell them #“do you see what you left me with? do you see what you made me do without you?”#and I want to show them the mountains and my university dorm #i want to show them my cats and introduce them to my boyfriend and I want to take them to a field of wildflowers #and I want them to feel the sunshine on their cheeks and that indescribable joy that fills in your stomach #i want them to tell me that they understand why I love living and I want them to love it too #I want them back. I want them to know the sound of rain and the view of sunsets on the ocean and the screams on rollercoasters #and the pain of breakups and the heartbreak and joy of moving away from your parents and I want them to know #I want them to know the first day of high school. I want them to know graduating from middle school. I want them to know and have known #and I am angry that they will never get a second chance because the world is cruel but beautiful #and yet i understand that what would we be if we were given a second chance at life? would we be more loving?#would we be more hateful?#there is only one chance at life. and all I want is that I could go back and I could remind them #this is your one chance. and it gets better #i promise #because i didn't understand the beauty of life until I was without you #i wish i could have shown it to you. and I will spend forever regretting that I couldn't #vent poetry #vent writing #vent poem #poetry #poem #depressing poem #tag: in case you're wondering where i went

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servospawn · 10 months

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*knock knock* ben? wes? where are youuuu!!!!! it's been years, show your faces.

i don't have a home for either of them & i have yet to make their significant others. it's gonna be a long winter..

#why am i starting ts4 from scratch #i hate this lmao #i'm sorry #but it may be a while until i can properly focus on them #i met an old nana today that reminded me of theirs &it hit me in the chest.. because i still want a coming of age save for them

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futuristicallyshadowyface · 17 days

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What's the point in even owning the card if that shit still locks you from getting the WHOLE POINT

#especially for the 3d models like be fr #they're ugly ass hell and now also locked become skill level up???#can't even get an icon without having to level this shit up???#you fr rn #reminds me why I don't play anymore #love the characters but MY GOD WHAT IS THAT #don't even mention the stupid box events I HATE them #why am I gambling for the shit I want I got over 100k event shits why is it so ASS #AJ SIDNDNWOWMS #ensbsjsn #curses curses and more curses #SO STUPID #obey me

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binders-and-beanies · 20 days

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I *need* more socialization that isn’t related to work and isn’t forced and draining but also if I don’t get time to myself soon I’m gonna mcfreaking lose it (guy who has mcfreaking lost it)

#i neeeed to be by myself sometime Please I cannot keep doing this #I don’t even care if the only alone time I get for the rest of my life is to work I just wanna do my work #also if I’m gonna be around people 24/7 imma need them to stop making me feel stupid just for like. existing in places I’m required to be #girl I want to be home and this is why #I hate what being busy has turned me into tho like I used to Love and crave being around people #and now the thought of seeing just about anyone makes me Mad!! and fills me w dread and reminds me how tired I am #mine #txt #personal #vent post

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whimsycore · 2 months

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Being called confrontational when you can just clearly communicate without being rude is crazy to me. People are so afraid of conflict or being called out for shit they actually did when they meet someone who is actually honest with themselves they short circuit. Stay the actual fuck away from me.

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