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Mistakenly touched my weenor after crushing up a chili pepper for my Ramen honestly not as painful as one would expect more of a gentle heat much like the pleasant burn of cayenne in a spiced coffee or even much like . A chili crushed up in a bowl of delicious Ramen. Much food for thought

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Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me (David Lynch, 1992)

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my newideology, idontlikebadthingsism, where we sit around and talk about how bad a thing is until it gets better

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I'm sorry I did something weird if it makes you feel better I torment myself and consider suicide about it every day

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resisting the urge to reply to every single political post that comes across my dashboard with "are you fucking stupid?"

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i put this pjackk poem into elevenai and something went very wrong. i've never heard it freak out like this, it sounds like the narrator is being forced to read @pjackk posts while undergoing an icepick lobotomy, which is also what i think hell will be like.

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i purchased “handmade dog” even though it was about eighteen dollars. in the weeks since encountering it, both it itself & the phrase “handmade dog” had become almost obsessive symbols to me, i don’t know of what, all i know is while in the back passenger seat of a car watching houses scroll past i somehow felt more at home in my own mind knowing that “handmade dog” & its associated object were things i identified with. a clearer idea of the conceptual closed space that i am & that i can hold in myself regardless of how counter my surroundings may be. it actually made the life around me feel like it was happening with the innate confidence of life. in every antique store i can sieve out the things that represent “the morbid dignity of deformity & of the fact of being a silly toy object,” & handmade dog felt a little like a zenith of this, enough to reasonably demand the tithe of eighteen stupid dollars. i am drunk. handmade dog handmade dog handmade dog. fuck you

there was also this deranged fucking crying basset hound coin bank

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Tumblr is like when you’re a little kid and your family forgets to pick you up on time so you have to go to the after school daycare where you stumble into an unfamiliar inverted world of chaos where people who act amicably enough during the day turn into beasts of prey in a lawless wasteland. After years of never having any structure at all the daycare has just created a society of the most insane norms ever. There’s cabinets filled with piss. There’s booger walls. Kids pick random shit out of the tub of random leftover toys to mash and destroy it if they don’t want to just slobber all over it. And by reacting to the topsy turvy world at all you’ve revealed yourself as the outsider and become the pariah. But as insane as the whole thing is it’s also very, very, very, very boring, because the method to the madness is just arbitrary convention and overwhelming impulsiveness and it isn’t that interesting to watch from outside

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Tumblr is full of average-to-high intelligence people who are functionally rendered idiots by a culture of childish arrogance masquerading as self-acceptance that is so deeply ingrained it is completely impossible for most users to recognize in anyone they agree with. when they *do* recognize it, it will only ever be in the people they vilify and only add fuel to the fire.

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i'm a substance abusing pseudo intellectual but you will respect me

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frequent usage of whippets leads to severe vitamin k deficiency but they're fine in moderation.

Greatest website of all time I hope it survives forever

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Ive got elf methods hit my DM 5$

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many of you don't seem to realize you have very strange ideas about human social interaction