Ok when I see certain people blaming Carlos for the golden boy's position really fucks me up mentally like how can u say that this was his home fucking race. Them saying they lost the race in lap 3 while Carlos also peacefully swapped postion at the end of the race!!!! These statements are burning like acid like tf! Doesn't anyone remember Monaco how he put everything he had in him so that the golden boy could win like has everyone forgotten it already!it is just never enough no matter what!wtf is this shit man
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You want to hear a heartbreaking thing?
Laszlo wants to be turned back into a human
Nadja wants to stay a vampire
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I just wanna write somethin
Just a lil fanfic
Something fun and whimsical
Im gnawing and clawing at the bars of my enclosure for the creative gods to give me a blessing of creativity PLEASE
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some of my favorite woven tapestries, by Cecilia Blomberg:
Point Defiance Steps
Mates
Rising Tides
Vashon Steps
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I found out japanese fans are calling this the "american comic book-style marcille"
i'm WHEEZING LMAO
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the curse of summer is buying and eating an inadvisable amount of fruit in single sittings.
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people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets
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Looking respectfully
(EDIT: fellas, it’s really not that deep. Anyone starting beef over this stupid drawing getting blocked, i dont care to argue with people who come and judge me (a stranger) in bad faith. A bit dissapointed that this joke post is what’s getting the most attention but alas that’s the internet for ya i guess.)
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my family is fucking addicted to macgyvering and it's becoming a problem. every time something in this house breaks, instead of doing the sensible thing of replacing it or calling someone qualified to fix it, we all group around the offending object with a manic look in our eyes and everyone gets a try at fixing it while being cheered on or ridiculed by the rest.
it's a beautiful bonding activity, but the "creative" fixes have turned our house into a quasihaunted escape room like contraption where everything works, but only in the wonkiest of ways. you need a huge block of iron to turn on the stove. the oven only works if a specific clock is plugged in. the bread machine has a huge wood block just stapled to it that has become foundational to its function. sometimes when you use the toaster the doorbell rings. and that's just the kitchen.
it's all fun and games until you have guests over and you have to lay out the rules of the house like it's a fucking board game. welcome to the beautiful guest room. don't pull out the couch yourself you need a screwdriver for that, and that metal rod makes the lamp work so don't move it. it also made me a terrifying roommate in college, because it makes me think i can fix anything with enough hubris and a drill. you want to call the landlord about a leaky faucet? as if. one time my dad made me install a new power socket because we ran our of extension cords
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never forgive trigger for what they cut
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