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genuinely cannot stop thinking about how fucking metal it is that, in a world obsessed with telling people "it'll get better" as a platitude, with no intention of actually putting in the work necessary to make things better, fall out boy came in here and dropped an album with a message that amounts to "it may never get better, but it doesn't have to get better for it to be worth it." an album that says "sometimes pain is part of life, and you don't have to get rid of the pain to love the things you love." an album that says "the bad moments will not make the good moments mean less." an album that says "you will ache for the times that you were numb and felt nothing, and you will wonder if it would be better to be numb again than to feel pain, but i promise you, the living makes the pain bearable."

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Actually, the scariest part of Alien (1979) is how no one tried to understand the Xenomorph and just branded her a monster from the start. We can't chose the circumstances of our birth and it's the choices we make that define who we are.

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i can not stop thinking about how trees and blood vessels look so much alike it makes me go crazy it makes me go stoopid and my heart aches and i cry

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Dune (2021) dir. Denis Villeneuve

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Oscar Isaac as Duke Leto Atreides

DUNE 2021 • dir. Denis Villeneuve

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Biblical angel Yasha anyone?

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“there is no getting out of this.”

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Chainbreaker. Angel reborn. Punisher and redeemer. Show me.

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A blood feud it is then.

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Lena Hoschek “Tradition” fall 2020 collection

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We lack the language to express the Void in all its complexities. We have no words for its beauty. There is the rich, velvety darkness of the depths of the ocean. The hollow hues of the sky on a starless night. The cold color when you close your eyes to moonlight. The mottled pigments of a bruise on tender skin. The sharp black at the corners of your vision as you faint from exhaustion. A crumbled anointment of old blood. Your own face reflected faintly in dark glass.

I was ignorant of these delicate gradations when I first arrived, but the Eye of the Dead God has penetrated my senses and opened my mind. What was once a dull gray has revealed its subtle luster.

In my former life, I was a painter. I captured the blush of a young debutante’s cheek, or the turn of a noble’s shapely calf. I was paid vast sums to render the most insipid, lifeless aristocratic faces into grand examples of virile splendor. But nothing I have ever seen compares to the grace and color of the Void.

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I don't utilize this blog much anymore but FFXIV has been a wild ride from start to (near) finish, and I'm happy to share it with friends. My dearest girls M'elu Vanoh, Zaerise Grebaut, and Sanarisse Cadieux - all on Mateus.

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idk what young person on the internet needs to hear this but you are not obligated to share any personal details about yourself online. in fact im gonna straight-up circle back to 00s era advice and say being anonymous is good actually

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meirl

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@theminky – just gonna leave this right here for LJ……

Credit @thesanityclause