junkseries
Junk Series
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junkseries · 21 hours ago
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avoidance has saved me from everything it's also killed me a hundred million times
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junkseries · 21 hours ago
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Just a reminder - if you're reading this: you are loved, you are valued, and you deserve to live a long and happy life.
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junkseries · 21 hours ago
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junkseries · 21 hours ago
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Trail cam catching a deer fawn with the zoomies
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junkseries · 21 hours ago
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i think abt the part in the golden compass where it was noted that if your daemon chose to assume the form of a fish or some kind of ocean dwelling creature you could never leave the water again. at best you could dock, maybe walk a bit away from the shore, but that's it. chained to the water because your physical soul form commands it.
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junkseries · 21 hours ago
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junkseries · 22 hours ago
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junkseries · 23 hours ago
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Made a new poster! :)
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junkseries · 23 hours ago
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junkseries · 23 hours ago
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There's no one's wisdom that's less valuable than this
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junkseries · 24 hours ago
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Rotating Planisphere Pins // We The Sciencey
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junkseries · 24 hours ago
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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
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junkseries · 24 hours ago
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Your a faggot kill ur elf
the fuck did my elf do
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junkseries · 24 hours ago
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the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired
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junkseries · 24 hours ago
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watched this for the first time when i was 14 i think? it saved me
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junkseries · 24 hours ago
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junkseries · 1 day ago
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