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You can’t reconcile with people who aren’t honest about how they mishandled you.

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realizing that the online sphere and especially tumblr is NOT a good sample for ‘what everyone thinks’ is so, so, so good for your mental health and moral OCD. i swear to god. realizing that you don’t have to live your actual life like you’re being hunted for sport because the average tumblr user will hunt you for sport for wording something slightly weird or engaging in the wrong stuff or whatever is so incredible. like no you’re actually not fucked up and evil for not donating or for watching that one indie cartoon or questioning a post that everybody is agreeing with. that’s just tumblrs georg making you feel that way
Yes yes I know this too shall pass but christ alive man it's passing like a gotdamn kidney stone
God Bless people who dress wild and go out in public. I love seeing a woman in all pink with pink hair and pink nails, with a tiny dog in a pink outfit in her bag. Or a massively goth dude covered in piercings sporting a giant green mohawk. Cosplayers. SCA reenactors. Ren Faire people. There’s nothing I love more than a pair of handsome young men walking around in Revolutionary War outfits. Just please keep dressing wild and freaky. You bring color to life, and it never fails to put a big smile on my face.
Ever since I was a little boy I knew I needed to be deeply ashamed of my desires wants and of course also needs
I saw it in a painting...
Living weapons, one marching behind the other as if fresh off the assembly line. Weaponized and dangerous from head to ankles these soldiers had only boots left for marching. Just out of frame was their target, some mysterious thing that needed this violence. It was a grand mural in its own room of a collector's private estate. A love letter hidden away, to the tranformation of souls into conquest.
I don't think lesser of myself to say I was haunted by the piece. The verdant land and blue skies behind them told me this place was real. That it could be visited, saved, maybe understood by those crushed under what the artist meant to say.
Were I there I might know where the weapons came from. Surely, to glance behind the frame would reveal their target. What could inspire such cruelty, such violence? I had to know.
So I went.
Among it all, the war seemed to be over. Nobody won and indolence reigns. Empty hills held weapons still firing with no operators. The constant barking of chained war dogs found me before I found the soldiers.
In the foxhole amid them, they were different. Too tired to keep fighting the weapons stood isolated in a ditch. In a dying world once defined by conflict, here they were wasting away in Pyrrhic silence. These three-dimensional soldiers beheld their wrath unblinking, rapt with wide-eyed penance. Perhaps they understood what they'd done.
One of them seemed ill with flesh running pink from a cruel sun. "What do you call this place?" I asked them.
Its whole body swiveled to speak, to me...

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twitter historically sucks but man this is a banger of a tweet
IDENTITY EMERGES ORGANICALLY FROM ACTION
IF YOU DONT DO ANYTHING YOU ARENT ANYONE. SORRY
This exact mentality was the mindset shift required to break my egg btw
When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP
Of all the tags on this post this is the one that worries me most

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Would you guys approach me in good faith and try to understand what I'm saying if I said something extremely personal that would be easy to misrepresent