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中原淳一 (Nakahara Junichi), Silhouettes.

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The problem is that America has beaten down its people for decades and gotten them weak and desperate and now promises a way out, a way to transcend and rise above, through selling out their fellow man. They encourage contempt and hatred as one way ticket to not being included with the masses being death marched to poverty or imprisonment or whatever other bitter end surely awaits the people they’re told are beneath them. An embarrassingly large chunk of white men are just straight up nazis these days as a way to dissociate from the rest of the carnage around them, even if they’re broke and uneducated and from an impoverished background themselves. They’ll vote for and align themselves with anything for a taste of power and control that makes them feel a little less helpless. The same goes for minorities. They’ll punch down if they think it’ll get them somewhere, even if in reality they’re punching sideways. I don’t know what else to say, really. Everybody is so incredibly hateful. We are a loveless, disrespectful nation. We are so spread thin by our government that we would sell each other out in a heartbeat for an ounce of relief. This is what we’ve come to.

It’s not even about Trump at this point. He’s gonna get in office and do whatever he does and it’s gonna be a mess but whatever. This is indicative of deeper problem. This is just the ugly consequence of the already present reality in this country that we all just despise each other. There is no solidarity and there is no love. Trump being in office or not doesn’t change the fact that America is a breeding ground for violent hatred. Trump has given people a shining example of how to give in to the worst parts of your human nature and make it the problem of everyone around them. I don’t even know what we’re supposed to do about that. I don’t know if that’s something we can come back from. And if anything COULD be done about it, Trump certainly wouldn’t do it. Honestly, Kamala probably wouldn’t have either. We are so deeply fucked.

However, I must say, if you voted for Trump, I hope that peace never finds you. Instead, I hope clarity strikes you someday like a clap of lightning and you have to live the rest of your life with the knowledge and guilt of what you’ve done and who you are as a person.

Love yall. Shit is so bleak but the world keeps spinning until it doesn’t, I guess. We can’t count on the government for literally even a shred of progress or hope so just keep up the good fight in your own personal lives. That’s literally the only thing to be done at this point. Stay safe out there. Maybe buy a gun.

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Imane Khelif for Vogue Arabia, photographed by Tarek Mawad

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Lesbianism is hard because wdym I'm learning league of legends

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another one

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Hii

I took a long break from drawing but recently I've finished this fanart

Nana is one of my favourite series and I also crave strawberry milkshake

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My experience modeling for Gloomy Bear

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Adrenaline had been replaced with numbness. He waited, waited for anything. What was once a concoction of Zep's, Lawrence's, and his own blood had dried into a chalky rust-like substance. Hours, days, or weeks had passed; Adam wasn't sure. He found himself staring at the door like a dog waiting for its owner.

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gay person struggle is seeing an abandoned house and having to decide whether to say ethel cain or resident evil 7

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On my puter

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last night i had a dream

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As you danced, so did the heavens

You cupped the moon in your hand

A bright disc of spotlight

Glinting in a vodka lemonade

I gripped my drink so hard

The plastic bowed back

Trailing condensation on my fingers

If I let go, I'd be pulled back to earth

I wish I had more pictures of you then

But you know how my camera can't capture 

The stars

And besides

Anyone can look up

And see the same sky

But no one else can view it 

Through my eyes

You're clear in my selfish memory

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starlight's affirmation

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joshi puroresu 💖

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When a stillborn prayer passes my lips

The daisy chain turns to a crown of thorns

As I pluck the petals one-by-one

I dare not speak

And bow the fragile stems

It can't be undone

After the flowers spring back

The brittle leaves have blown away

Disturbed in the wake

She is too much of me

Her turns of phrase have wormed their way

Into my vocabulary

If she can be woven into my dreams

Is it too much to ask to find

My eye in hers