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I want to start a garden! (ó ꒳ ò✿)

put your slimey claws together for this fuckbunch of endgame dream teams. i wish these teenage shit waffles luck cus youd have an easier time finding atlantis and fondling aquamans goods than fighting these chumps.

oh and lets not forget these guys:

Because I feel like if I were to delete, I would only be encouraging the actions of the people who have sent me messages about how I was the reason the world was horrible, that I should kill myself to make up for it, that I don’t deserve friends or happiness, that they will hunt me down and kill me slowly (and I’ve gotten many creative things people would like to do to me in my inbox. Props for vivid imagination I suppose).

Were I to delete, these people who have been cruel to me would see so, and feel that they’ve won. That their bullying was effectual.

Which, on a personal level, I don’t want them to feel as though they’ve ‘beaten’ me (they haven’t). But on a bigger level, I don’t want them to feel like they can actually have an effective voice that way. If they see that they can bully me into deletion, it would only encourage them into bullying more people into deletion - after all, it would work, right?

But I won’t deny that I’ve been hurt badly from this.

All of these things these people are saying to me - I’ve heard it all before. I heard it back home when my priest forced me to eat bread that triggers an awful disease in my stomach, when my own friends talked about how people like me were ‘scary’ and ‘need to go to hell’ because I ‘was the reason hell existed.’ I heard it when my doctor wouldn’t give me the medicine I needed because I was just sick ‘because it was a punishment for being atheist’ and when my mom agreed with him. I heard it when my classmates talked about disgusting fags, tormented those who were ‘gender confused.’

They were all the same words. ‘Kill yourself, go to hell, you don’t deserve friends or happiness, monster, scum.’

I’ve been in therapy for 6 years after the aftermath of what my hometown put me through. I have diagnosed trauma from emotional abuse from it. Getting it again now, just after I had finally started to piece myself together, destroyed me. Because of this, my depression has been at an all time low, lower that it has ever been in the 10 years I’ve struggled with it. So low that my doctor was honestly surprised I hadn’t offed myself yet because I ranked off the scale for depression.

But I feel like I have to stand against it this time. It’s hurting me. Hurting other people. And I don’t want anyone, no one in the entire world, to have to go through what I did. No one deserves that.

I won’t delete because I don’t believe what I said was wrong. I don’t believe anyone should feel the hurt that comes from hateful words.

people always act like ‘tumblr is a safe site for any person!!!” then sit there and pull all this shit. like how do you expect ANYONE to feel safe on this site when you LITERALLY BULLY PEOPLE TO SUICIDE?

So the current set of pokeballs so far! Just added the master ball and premier (aptly a “shiny” version of a pokeball LOL)

My sister asked if the events of “The Labyrinth” are meant to be Sarah dreaming, or are they real? Although my primary reaction was that she shouldn’t put that much thought into any children’s movie (or any instance of David Bowie in tight pants), I’d like to take this opportunity to put so much thought into this children’s movie, that it’ll blow your mind.

So why is David Bowie kidnapping a child from an underage Jennifer Connelley?

In a time long long ago a sorcerer named Jareth fell in love with a girl named Sarah. Sarah’s father and step-mother would not let her marry Jareth because they wanted her to keep her, as a servant, to care for their other child. In a fit of rage Jareth kidnapped this other child and spirited it away to the fairy world. In this new world Jareth built a palace for his Sarah. He turned the spoiled child into a goblin, and kept it to be a servant.

Many stories of the fairy world tell us that time moves differently there than in our world (Rip Van Winkle for one). In the time it took for Jareth to build his kingdom, which he may have thought was little more than a few years, Sarah grew old and died.

Overcome by grief and addled by a lifetime spent in a strange world filled with monsters, Jareth goes mad. He refuses to believe that he has lost his love. He searches the mortal world from his castle, looking for her.

Sarah is Hebrew name. So, it is common, and has been in use for thousands and thousands of years. It does not take long (for him) to find a dark haired girl named Sarah, who has a younger sibling, and who feels that she is treated unfairly by her step mother. In a fit of rage he kidnaps this other child and spirits it away to the fairy world. Perhaps this new Sarah dies in the quest to find the child, perhaps she wins her sibling back and flees.

Jareth searches the mortal world from his from his castle, looking for her.  It does not take long to find a dark haired girl named Sarah…

This is how Jareth becomes the goblin king. Every goblin in the goblin city is a child Jareth has stolen, who was not recovered by a Sarah. (he told the current Sarah that Toby would become a goblin if she did not find him in time)

This is why he builds the maze. The magic bog, the junk yard of useless treasures, all tricks to slow Sarah down. Because if he can only have his Sarah for the time it takes for her to regain the stolen child, he will make it take as long as possible, keep her as long as possible.

This is why there exists in our world a book containing the story. Because it has happened before. So many times. At some point some lucky Sarah must have returned to our world to tell the story.

This is why when the most recent Sarah first meets Hoggle at the start of the labyrinth, and introduces herself; “I’m Sarah”, Hoggle responds “That’s what I figured.”

Because of course she’s Sarah.