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so does What Do It Mean by Lord Huron

Fall Out Boy's song Champion, specifically the remix ft RM of BTS is so Wyll coded that I'm going insane

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Fall Out Boy's song Champion, specifically the remix ft RM of BTS is so Wyll coded that I'm going insane

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another fake fanon buck trait that i hate is that he always secretly thinks he's bothering people and is insecure about being annoying

this is so so so counter to his actual character and so so SO obviously people projecting their own insecurities onto him. Buck does not give a shit about annoying his friends because he either a) isn't self-aware enough to realize he's being annoying (as with ravi in 8x11) or b) doesn't care because he knows his friends love him even when he's being a little shit (every incident of clipboard buck)

they literally had an entire part of buck's coma dream be about how him annoying people is his love language like............he literally annoyed bobby into not being suicidal. buck LOVES annoying people

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Idgaf if you don't want to write essays for school. I don't care if you don't want to write corporate emails yourself. I don't care if you can't draw well, I don't care if you can't write well, I don't care if you just really really want to talk to your favorite fictional character but don't want to RP with a real person because you have social anxiety or whatever

If you're still regularly using generative ai, chatgpt or midjourney or character.ai or literally whatever the fuck, im personally blaming you when my utility prices start going up.

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"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.

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“it’s unrealistic that everyone would forget hen’s birthday!” i agree but it’s probably more unrealistic that a truck full of killer bees would form a tornado like shape and cause a plane malfunction that results in a little boy and a police officer having to land said plane on the freeway. so i’ll this one slide

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once again a promising erotic story ruins the sexiness by concentrating on sex, the least sexy part of sex.

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whys combat and military gear always got to look so fucking cool when the people wearing them just objectively arent. thats unfair

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ghost stories are alarmingly easy to spread tbh

when I was like ten I was walking back from the chip shop near my gran's house with a neighbour and we took a short cut down an alley which was enclosed by garages except for one part which was wire fenced and led to the electricity shack

and while I was walking I chucked a chip over the fence. the girl walking with me, C, reasonably asks why I did that

"oh, don't you know?" I say, as if I'm not equally out of my own loop

she shakes her head. the enclosed alleyway has no streetlights. it's after dark. the shack is isolated in the distance.

"a little girl who lived up on the court climbed the fence once on a dare. she went up to the shack and touched it, but there was a wire sticking out, and when she touched it, she got electrocuted and died, right there. if you come back in the daylight, you can still see the black mark."

[editor's note: the court was the smaller road off the side of the crescent, which was the one C's family and my gran lived on. the houses there were slightly more expensive and newer, almost all occupied by wealthy commuters to the city, where most of the crescent houses were occupied by retirees and locals who worked on the trading estate. naturally, crescent kids hated the court. houses there got bricked about once a month.]

"no she didn't," C says

I made up this story for absolutely no reason and with no plan, but I'm not gonna back down now. "sure she did. and if you go past on your way back from the shops and you don't leave her an offering, she'll follow you home through the streetlights. one flickers behind you, then the next, then the next, until you get home. and then the lights start to flocked inside the house. even if you turn out all the electrics before bed, it'll be too late. she's inside. and you'll wake up on the night and see her, and she'll be so awful to see it'll stop your heart."

[editor's note: the streetlights always flickered. this was because our neighbour monkey george kept setting the junction boxes on fire]

"I never did before and she never followed me home!"

"do you come down the alley after dark? or do you take the main road with the streetlights?" I knew she didn't use the shortcut, because I'd been the one to talk her into it that night. she was three years younger than me and scared of the dark.

C claims not to believe me, but she throws a chip over the fence too, and walks the rest of the way looking over her shoulder. I get to pride myself for the night on being good at scary stories, and don't think much more about it.

fast forward six or seven years. I'm back in town. I'm on my way back from the chip shop, taking the same shortcut home. ahead of me on the road are a couple of kids I vaguely recognise as old playmates' younger siblings.

they stop, and I watch one fish out three sweeties from the pack they're sharing. they take one each and throw them over the fence. they carry on walking.

I realise that this is probably my fault, as are any resulting pest control issues around the old electricity shack.

when I get to the fence, I throw a chip over.

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[guy with the Cant Focus Disorder] why the fuck can't I focus

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aquarium advertisments say stuiff like discover the longtooth grouper this friday

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if you have OCD that moralistic post it not about you. keep scrolling. i love you

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My medieval servant boy has gone missing. I’ll just use Google to see if I can find him.

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