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The Stonewall Inn
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EXPECTATIONS
Not today Justin

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#extradirty
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RMH
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Noah Kahan
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost

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Andulka
occasionally subtle
Cosimo Galluzzi
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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I have done nothing but post on Tumblr for the last hour and shame is now a foreign concept
im only here for the snacks
This is my first post and has no tags how the Fuck did someone see it the day I posted it?
The Semicolon really is the redheaded step child of punctuation, that bitch is good for winking and Jack all else
Do you ever think about how incredible it is that nature and evolution created an animal with such endless potential? An animal that can observe Life on a microscopic scale, and peer into the reaches of space to learn the age of the universe; an animal that cooks the earth and ruins the world to create sprawling nests of concrete and steel, that plants trees, and cries out in the place of its silent world; an animal that refuses to agree on the simplest things, but working together can wipe a disease off the face of the earth; an animal that fights wars and kills and makes peace and mourns; an animal with the ability to rip apart the very substance of substance, and use that power to vaporise cities and to power its homes; an animal that tears out the very bones of the Earth, and carves them into wonders, for no other reason than it thinks that they are beautiful; an animal that fills the world with suffering of its own creation, and yet continues to love, regardless;
An animal with the power to create and the power to destroy;
An animal made by nature, that believes it is somehow separate from it;
An animal;
An animal;
An animal;
Perhaps we truly were made in the image of our creator.

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Nothing has fucked me up like realising dnd characters are just a different flavour of Original Character Do Not Steal
I love being invisible on Tumblr, I can just say anything here and no one will ever know, Peanut Butter is a disease, The Moon Landing was an Inside Job, this really was our jujutsu kaisen, 67 is so unfunny that the joke becomes how unfunny it is and wraps back around to sometimes being kinda funny, Chuck Norris won a thumb war with the ferryman of the dead, God isn't black but her girlfriend is, I am doing this completely sober, most human beings are completely inequipped to comprehend the sheer magnitude of even a single lifetime, I have been larping at least half of my interests since long before 'larping' meant that, icarus just didn't commit hard enough, to stagnate is to give up on living, sometimes I feel a primordial defiant rage inside me like I could reach up into the heavens and laugh as I choke the immortal life out of a hypothetical god, is anyone reading this?, I can't technically disprove the idea that I am the only real thing in existence and everything else is the delusion of a disembodied consciousness or a brain in a jar, the distinction between thinking and feeling is largely a human construct and matters way less than you think, we could be on koholint from link's awakening and none of us could know, reality becomes more complex the more it is understood with the entire universe spiralling out from a single thought, the person who first put pineapple on pizza should be tortured for their crimes, the only people who have ever called me by my chosen name are myself and my phone's predictive text, infinity and zero function largely the same way mathematically, our entire universe functions on random chance forming consistent patterns, no one but me will ever see this guy: (O~<), we got hatsune miku in deltarune before gta 6, why do they call it an oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food?, first we silk then we skong, I'm still worried my friends secretly hate me, first we sea then we sorrow, should I proofread this or do spelling mistakes add to it?, do Americans really call mince ground beef?, why isn't there a ground type cow pokemon?, do my bones remember being stardust catapulted through space by a supernova?, will they remember being my bones when they become the stone of the Earth?, if could draw or sing or understand music or (etc) I'd be unstoppable you don't even know, if anyone sees this my life is over I've been weirdly vulnerable in this text vomit extraordinaire, I'm starting to get deja vu about writing this so ive probably been writing this way too long, you have to listen to me this is important the one piece is [REDACTED], the real civil rights were the friends we made along the way, I have no idea how to end th
There's someone in the mirror.
I recognise them, I've known them my whole life, but they aren't me. They're the mask people see when they look at me, the protective shell, the prison. They're the only one who calls me by my name, the only one who truly understands me, the only one who has been in every moment of my life.
There's someone in the mirror, and she's so, so tired.
tricky tony ... wtf
Nothing quite like the feeling of looking at something you posted two days ago at 1.31AM and thinking "Wow, this bitch is so fucking Corny, like Corny as fuck. Like words cannot express how pathetic and gay and Corny she is.. Welp. Time to Double Down."

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So Pride isn't something that is ever really acknowledged in my hometown, so this trip is my first time seeing flags and crossings and murals and actual Pride in an identity,
It's a hard feeling to describe, to feel seen and loved by strangers you've never met.
I'm away from home rn, experiencing issue No. 1 of Leaving the house firsthand: Every Single Woman between [my age] and 30 is so incredibly unbelievably pretty and my poor gay little gender-envy having heart can't take it
I used to feel like me being a lesbian was a side effect of me being a girl, like "I guess I'm Gay now?"
Then I spent eleven hours listening to lesbian asmr instead of sleeping. Needless to say, its terminal
im only here for the snacks