those are THE BADLANDS we don’t go there…
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those are THE BADLANDS we don’t go there…

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okay this is my new blog lmao valleyofdclls is dead!!!!! and i took just leo sarah nadeem and harper with me and i'm going to refrain from making new muses or bringing back old ones bc i think that's what kills my muse most of the time
those are THE BADLANDS we don’t go there…
Hello, and I’m sorry. A salutation and a farewell. I don’t have much time. This Times New Roman is...
hi.
update.
i’m more than massively annoyed.
with like everyone/thing.
so i’m gonna unfollow everyone ( no offense ).
and work on just revamping my blog/potentially remaking.
and then i’ll be back.

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we were little girls with messy hair who wanted to shoot lasers at the people who hurt us. we made our barbies fly, made them spies, made them as strong as we wanted to be. they could stand up to the bullies. when we were older, we would ask, “where are the female superheroes?”
“it’s just a movie,” we were assured, “and what’s wrong with being the girl next door?”
we were angry adolescents with no safe direction to lash out in. we were not allowed to be violent. those of us who turned to our playstation were embarrassed for it. many of us were bullied. many of us turned to fantasy. when we were older, we would ask, “why is there only one playable girl character in this whole game?”
“video games are art,” we were sneered at, “i’m sick of these fake gamer girls ruining our media.”
we were high school girls who were worried we weren’t being kissed fast enough, even at 15. we felt shame boil up around our ears when men leaned out of cars to sling slurs at us. we wanted to feel good about ourselves but were sent home for showing our shoulders. what were we telling people by being so in love with our bodies that we showed them off in any small way. when we were older, we would ask, “why does this advertisement for socks have a barely-18-year-old girl lying mostly-naked on a bed?” we saw our own 18-year-old self, who could barely kiss right and still trembled about sex.
“relax,” we were told, “if you don’t like it, don’t look. if you’re mad they’re selling you your clothes like this, just don’t buy from them.”
we turned into tired adults. we have our fires burnt out. we have explained and explained until our tongues turned numb why we deserve to be able to live without fear. we got sick of being teachers. any dent we made was quickly refilled. we were sick of trying to talk to people who would never change their minds about us. we were sick of it. and we still asked: “where am i? where are the people who look like me?”
i once was in a coffee shop sighing to a friend, “why don’t people get that not every girl has the same body or same metabolic system” and i was interrupted by a large man who has no idea how i eat or how much i weigh or how healthy i might be, and he loudly and briskly informed me, “Victoria’s Secret models have a more common body type than you think. If you’re so pissed about not being like the girls on tv, how about you change what you look like?” i had gone 6 days without eating.
so we made it up. we gave barbie a cape and our spotted dog the ability to control the weather. we wrote barely-legible fanfiction about vampires who were also terribly in love with us - because we were perfect in this world, unlike the mess of what really was - we crafted entire sub-stories about how the main characters in our favorite universes were secretly girls in disguise. we made 17-year-old characters who would cut the throats of anyone who hurt them. we drew pictures of women in full, angry armor. we wrote bad poems about the girls we loved and the ones we were jealous of. we hurt ourselves often, were excellent at denying ourselves in the name of something. we only ate salad, we wouldn’t touch grease, we didn’t buy certain things, didn’t get dirty. we used things to fill the gaps. bath bombs. fussy boots. venti iced mocha half-caf.
we made it up. we flooded the market. we put up pictures of ourselves smiling, with messy hair and silly faces, with back fat, with smudged makeup. we made videos perfecting our lips. we made art of possible fashion - all with pockets.
a few girls take selfies at a sports event. they are slandered across the news for it.
can you imagine? can you imagine the selfishness? the audacity? the self-possession one must feel to take a picture of themselves where they control everything?
we don’t belong. images of us have to be photoshopped. made in buildings with perfect lighting. a young girl in underwear. we don’t belong. we don’t exist. keep quiet. if you don’t like it, don’t look at it.
my sister left a note that says “hi! i’m the kitchen! clean me!” hanging over the sink and it’s so condescending i want to scream why does no one else in this house clean the kitchen
“ hmm…i don’t think we’ve met before. what did you say your name was again ? ”
KRISTEN LEANNE LIKED MY TWEET
also, i ordered my arctic fox hair color today :)

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i honestly don’t know what i want to do with this blog i feel so out of touch with these characters and i feel like people always say they wanna rp with me and then i end up writing with one or two people and it’s the same old things and i don’t even know how to go about revamping this or doing something new
i might just go to bed it’s so cold in my house and i don’t even know what i’m doing on this blog
man i wish i had my shit together
okay now i’m just shitposting but i want to make all new muses i dont even remember how to play all the ones i have here i’ve just been like binge rping caleb and callie and i don’t remember how the others work now
A quick and dirty RP policy guide
Bold all that apply to you and your blog. Italics if you’re on the fence about something. Either reblog or repost. Feel free to add anything I may have missed in the appropriate category, or recategorize something that is in the wrong place!
My blog is _______
Open to all
Semi-selective (* mood dependant)
Selective
Moderately Selective
Highly selective
Exclusive
Semi-Exclusive
Only going to RP with mutuals
Mostly going to RP with mutuals
Indie
Affiliated with a group
Spoiler free
Spoilers tagged
Spoilers mostly tagged
I will RP with ______
Any fandom
Most fandoms
Only fandoms I know
Only people in my fandom
OCS
OCS with no fandom ties
Only one version of any particular character
People who have the same muse as me
People who do not have a rules page
Multimuse blogs
People in RP groups
Indie RPers
When RPing, I like to use _______
Paragraphs
Shorter forms of text
*Action*
Icons
Gifs
Gif icons
Formatted text
Whatever my partner is using
My own style regardless of my partner’s reply
I will ship with _______
No one
Anyone
Chemistry
Mutuals
Select ships
OCS
Others of my own muse
Crossovers with characters from different fandoms
Only one version of a particular character
One person in my main verse
Multiship, all ships independent of each other & main ship
One main/canon ship within my main verse
My blog WILL contain ______ in it’s content.
Fluff
Angst
Gore
Violence
Smut
Blood
Torture
Shipping
Death
Dark humor
Cheating
Assault
Triggers (i’ll tag ‘em)
I will follow ______ back
Everyone
Only some people
Most people
Only people in my fandom
Every RP blog
Only people I actively wish to RP with
People who do not post a lot of OOC
People whose posts I am comfortable with on my dashboard
To RP with me, you should _______
Follow back
Answer an open
Message me OOC
Message me IC
Make a starter
Answer my starter
Send in a meme
Like a starter call
Other:
I practice reblog karma with memes (* TRYING)
I expect reblog karma with memes
I expect my rules/about to be read
I always read the rules/about before following/interacting
If you follow me, I would like suicide and assault tagged
I expect all smut to be beneath a read-more
I expect smut to be tagged
I am a multiverse blog
I am multi-muse
I do not wish for my OOC posts to be reblogged
I do not wish for my threads to be reblogged by those not involved
I expect post length to be matched
I expect icons/gifs to be used in a reply if I have used them
I expect icons/gifs to be used in a reply regardless
I don’t expect post length to be matched, but I will try to match your own.
I am patient when waiting for replies and expect the same courtesy.

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i’m so jealous of girls with big perfect lips because i have no cupids bow and i look so stupid when i wear lipstick
literally what is this blog what is rping that one lil starter for kae took so fucking much out of me oh my god i’m so weak what is wrong with me i am a writer