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they go into a mosque with riot gear & guns, 152 palestinians are injured but of course western media can’t come up with a better description than ‘clash’
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Alrighty goofy goobers it’s time for— prompt time
I’ve neglected The Other Planet for a little bit now, and while taking time away from a project of this magnitude and working on other projects can be a good thing, I desperately miss Kai, Pon, and Ezra. So if you have any prompts you’d like to see, leave ‘em below
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Picrews are very fun to make
Tagging @pawsomelybuggy
GUYS I FOUND THE CUTEST PICREW
this may look the most like me out of any that i’ve done :D I don’t know if there’s already a chain going around with this? but i’m tagging mutuals anyway!!
no pressure tags: @bookdragon1811 @turtleduck-enthusiast @shyposttree @kanerallels @accidental-spice @silverstarrss @books-and-starss @holbytlanna @heckin-music-dork @stardust948 @nightfrostshadow and anyone else i’m forgetting because my brain is mush!!
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I am a WHORE for “the love is requited, they’re both just idiots”
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Much like a minecraft villager, my only instincts are run from darkness and throw bread
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this isn’t anything to be taken seriously, if anyone cares to hear that. i just needed to write what i was feeling.
There are days where the weight of the world threatens to crush my very soul. Those are the moments where I long for it all to end. The days and nights I want to slip into old bad habits, to drown in oblivion for all of time. The more delicate way I would put that would be my longing for time to stand still, to fall to the black nothingness of oblivion without actually ending. To wake up again, when I feel that I am ready to, because there is a place deep within me that knows that there are better things that must lie ahead. It has to be the reason why I have fought for so long for my spot on this earth, why I have yelled so loud in any attempt to be heard, why I love so hard in an unending search for reciprocation.
It hurts. It hurts to reflect on my past and remember the mistakes I have made, to remember how much I have hurt in the past. Because every time I think I have been hurt the worst that I could have been, it comes again, ten fold.
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There are days where the weight of the world threatens to crush my very soul. Those are the moments where I long for it all to end. The days and nights I want to slip into old bad habits, to drown in oblivion for all of time. The more delicate way I would put that would be my longing for time to stand still, to fall to the black nothingness of oblivion without actually ending. To wake up again, when I feel that I am ready to, because there is a place deep within me that knows that there are better things that must lie ahead. It has to be the reason why I have fought for so long for my spot on this earth, why I have yelled so loud in any attempt to be heard, why I love so hard in an unending search for reciprocation.
It hurts. It hurts to reflect on my past and remember the mistakes I have made, to remember how much I have hurt in the past. Because every time I think I have been hurt the worst that I could have been, it comes again, ten fold.
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Oooh this but The Other Planet 👀👀
The semester is about to be over someone send me prompts
🌲Holiday/Winter Dialogues Ideas Part 1
"It's cold in here! Can you warm me up please?"
"It's Christmas and I wanted to give this gift to you."
"I usually hate the holiday season, but it’s a little more bearable with you.”
"You’ve had some brilliant ideas in the past, but driving through a snowstorm only to get stuck on the road has truly been your best idea.”
"I might’ve told everyone that you’re my date because I didn’t want to go to this Christmas party alone."
"Let’s just stay in here, where it’s warm."
"Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe."
"I know we said no presents this year but..."
"Fuck it, a new year is about to start, and I can’t go another year hiding this from you — I love you.”
"This is the best gift you could’ve given me.”
"Please just come to this New Year’s party with me."
"You look adorable covered in snow.”
“Please don’t make me wear this, I look ridiculous.”
“It’s our first holiday together.”
"How much mistletoe did your brothers put up!?”
"Did you spike our hot chocolate?”
“I’ll let you sit on my knee.”
"I can’t get the star on, would you give me a hand?”
"Looks like you’ve had a few drinks!” - “You haven’t had enough if you’re noticing.
“Please get off the lake-the ice is too thin to skate on and I don’t want to have to jump in after you.”
"God, you’re shivering so much— just take my jacket.”
“You started this snowball fight, and now I have to finish it.”
“Is that my scarf?"
“You’ve never seen snow before?”
“Come sit by the fireplace with me.”
"I think the power just went out.”
“I didn’t think it was possible for someone to suck so badly at gift wrapping, but here you are."
"If I freeze to death, I’m blaming you.”
"I have a confession- I hate Christmas.”
“I guess we’re stuck here until the snow dies down.”
“So, are you going to be my New Year’s kiss?”
"I need a lot more wine to get me through this dinner.”
"I feel like we’re in a cheesy holiday movie.”
“I can’t believe I got sick.”
“Uh...I think the lock is frozen.”
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I really just need a safe place to put this, and because my tumblr is the platform on which I receive little interaction, I feel like here is the safest place to just think. This isn’t intended for anyone. This isn’t directed at anyone. This isn’t meant to get attention or be seen really. This is simply meant for me to think.
Since I’ve taken up writing, words don’t tend to elude me. But in the briefest moments, I am at a loss of what to say. Right now, I’m at a loss of how to describe the thoughts in my head as well.
I’m happy. But it feels bad. It’s good to be happy, no one would disagree, and recently I’ve been on a good streak. Maybe it’s finals getting to me and I’m just stressing and over analyzing my own emotions. But at the same time there’s a chasm of emptiness to it, and I don’t know how to measure how big it is, or if I could make it if I tried jumping it. Maybe I’m waxing poetic at the moment and none of this makes sense to anyone but me. And I know exactly what cause this chasm, and it was my own doing.
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Why did my Spotify wrapped call me out
I feel personally attacked by it
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Both were filled at the same time with the same water, only one had oysters.
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