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Penelope Featherington and Colin Bridgerton - Bridgerton S3 Promo
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Gonna drink my #mentalhealth medicine with my mental health juice.
I forget why I need my mental health medications...
Until I remember why I need them when I start wondering how to make a noose out of bed sheets to hang from my loft bed. Iāve also imagined going to a hotel and doing it, so my mom wonāt find me and have to clean things up. I hate everyone, everything, and myself and get angry that Iām sad. I keep thinking, āI need to finish this gift Iām making before I kill myself, because no one else can finish it. Then I can off myself.ā (I talk like a mafia guy in my head when I think of dying; it amuses me) I then remember, āBitch, the meds say three times a day for a reason. NOT once every two days!ā I hate that I need them to help me feel normal and be able to cope in a regular way when disappointments and sadness inevitably make an appearance.

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i screamed
Noah Centineo photographed by Taylor Miller for Buzzfeed, August 2018
Thank you for introducing me to my new heart throb
For a woman, masturbation helps you learn your body and helps you respond better to your partner (in my case). For a man, it tends to make him come quicker.
I will keep my clit, even if men canāt find it. I can find it just fine.
My Steeler cat š±
Liberace
I would love to get to a point where Iām crazy enough to not know Iām acting crazy. I know when Iām starting to get loopy, and I go pop a clonipin to calm that anxiety down. Or, I know when Iām getting paranoid, and I start writing things down (while looking over my shoulder, telling my cat, Steeler, about the people that are doing me wrong). I crawl up to my loft bed, like Gollum, and hold on to my teddy bear Iāve had since I was nine, watching ID network, seeing how other people have been plotted on, KNOWING Iām being plotted on the same way (Major Payne, Are you plotting on me, boy? What are you looking at, ass eyes?). I start texts to friends, only to save them as drafts (because, you know, those may be used as evidence when Iām found murdered in a ditch) āLook, she knew she was being plotted onā. I get insane bursts of energy and I want to do everything, yet I want to do nothing, because if I do something constructive, my mom, who I share a living space with (I pay the big bills, but somehow she still treats me like Iām living off of her), my mom will come around and say in a condescending voice, āOh you decided to clean up! Doesnāt that make you feel better? Doesnāt that take away your depression?ā NO YOU FUCKING CUNT, it does not takes away our fucking depression, leave precious and I alone!!!
So, I sit on my loft bed, with my teddy, and watch the ID channel, and take note of the plotting. With my precious.

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every lesbian when they realized that they didnt have an interest in boys when every girl in middle school/high school did:
Isnāt this the guy from Heavenās Gate?
As an officer, do you remember the first time you had to put cuffs on an inmate or pat one down? Were you nervous?
I was super nervous! Cuffs are oval shaped, like your wrists, so if you put them on wrong, they actually hurt even more, so I was worried that I would put them on wrong, too tight, that the inmate would fight me, that I would drop my key, so many things! And on the pat down, I was scared to put my hands on someone else, to get near their privates, to be too personal!
Wow you're a corrections officer?! Are you ever scared at work? Do you get to yell at inmates? Do you ever want to become a police officer?
I yell plenty, lol, but I love my job. I actually have been contemplating becoming an officer as of late. I have to see how well I do with my shooting.
Can you orgasm without touching yourself at all? Like, just, the person that you lust after is telling you their fantasy with you, and youāre so incredibly turned on and, all of a sudden, fizz boom zap pow, you cum? And youāre like, wtf? But the electric aftershock tingles are still going through your extremities, and you can still hear your blood rushing through your ears, so you know it was an orgasm, youāre just not sure wtf happened?
cw murder, antisemitism, homophobia
so a gay jewish college student was murdered by a literal white supremacistĀ
this is whatĀ āfree speechā for nazis means. this is what beingĀ ātolerantā of the alt right means.
this is the danger of thinking antisemitism is not still a real, deadly threat.
his name was blaze bernstein. may his memory be a blessing.
(ok for everyone to rb, esp non jews)
I wanted to say a few words about thisā¦
Blaze was a sophomore at the University of Pennsylvania. We were classmates.
He loved to cook⦠I had to kick him out of the Writers House kitchen once because it was past closing time.
His pastries were amazing.
He was the managing editor of Penn AppƩtit, our premiere food magazine.
He was pre-med, but loved to write, and didnāt believe we should separate the arts from the sciences.
He pennedĀ āPicking Marbles from Dirtā, a piece about the joy he found in writing.
He was the first high schooler to be published in the Penn Review.
We read together during the Review launch. We were both fiction contributors.
He was smart, gentle, grounded, and kind.
He was a member of our community, our house.
He was loved by everyone.
He was my friend.
āWriting gives me my voice, which is why my stories are in a constant state of flux. Even if I donāt change a word or a single letter, they move with me down corridors of memory, through seas of emotion, and into worlds both real and imaginary. As I change, they change, but even after days or months or years I can still find a version of myself (a time traveler from the past, present, or future) sitting there in the text and waiting to speak to me.ā ā Blaze

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cw murder, antisemitism, homophobia
so a gay jewish college student was murdered by a literal white supremacistĀ
this is whatĀ āfree speechā for nazis means. this is what beingĀ ātolerantā of the alt right means.
this is the danger of thinking antisemitism is not still a real, deadly threat.
his name was blaze bernstein. may his memory be a blessing.
(ok for everyone to rb, esp non jews)
I wanted to say a few words about thisā¦
Blaze was a sophomore at the University of Pennsylvania. We were classmates.
He loved to cook⦠I had to kick him out of the Writers House kitchen once because it was past closing time.
His pastries were amazing.
He was the managing editor of Penn AppƩtit, our premiere food magazine.
He was pre-med, but loved to write, and didnāt believe we should separate the arts from the sciences.
He pennedĀ āPicking Marbles from Dirtā, a piece about the joy he found in writing.
He was the first high schooler to be published in the Penn Review.
We read together during the Review launch. We were both fiction contributors.
He was smart, gentle, grounded, and kind.
He was a member of our community, our house.
He was loved by everyone.
He was my friend.
āWriting gives me my voice, which is why my stories are in a constant state of flux. Even if I donāt change a word or a single letter, they move with me down corridors of memory, through seas of emotion, and into worlds both real and imaginary. As I change, they change, but even after days or months or years I can still find a version of myself (a time traveler from the past, present, or future) sitting there in the text and waiting to speak to me.ā ā Blaze
Iām in that āwant to go Hulk-smashā on everything, but be able to wave my wand and ā”ļø Reparo ā”ļø so I didnāt really ruin anything. I canāt perform magic in front of muggles, so thatās a no-go...