#Words Matter
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ilakiyaaa · 1 day ago
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In some era
I hope you and I abound
At the same time
In abundance, in yearning
In satisfaction and in love
In some era
I hope we are a match
Which resembles the heavens above.
In some era
I hope I learn
To shed my fears and overcome my tears
And you learn that there is no shame
In feeling aflame
For someone who no one has ever desired.
Sometimes time transpires
The unlikeliest of events
And so in the Halley's Comet of hope
I yearn for an era
In which you and I drink
Vials of love,
Even if it were a poisonous dose,
For I am willing to cease my breaths
For I know
That in some era
I will be so in love
That for him, I'll be bold enough
To embrace death.
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suave1foru · 25 days ago
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IYKYK
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palatinewolfsblog · 3 months ago
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On Snowflakes... "Yes I've heard this word. I think sociopaths use it in an attempt to discredit the notion of empathy." John Cleese.
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irlactualhuman · 4 months ago
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So one of my players looks at me. Like. Second session I ever played with them. Just narrows his lil eyes and stares me down and ejaculates, "Why do you talk like that?"
For context: I generally speak with actual words from my mouth exactly the way I type words to make posts on tumblr. If we've known each other for any length of time, you may already understand a bit of why he asked me this. Evidently, I speak in a way that is easily understood, most of the time, but approaches sentence structure the way English countrysides approach roads- in a winding and roundabout fashion.
I didn't say anything witty, but I did say, "Because words are beautiful and I love them. Why don't you [talk like this]?"
Anyway, he had a crush on me. And I think the point of the story is to talk like you're in the process of making deep, sensual, tantric love to the language in which you're communicating. 😎
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feminist-space · 6 months ago
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porterdavis · 7 months ago
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"Muscular Oval Office" Saywhat?
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Post-constitutional? WAPO is normalizing fascism, pure and simple.
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soul-of-sereniity · 7 months ago
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I once did someone a favour and instead of saying thank you, they said
“May Allah ease things for you as you have eased things for me”
I hold this dua and the person so dear to my heart. 💗🌷
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serenityquest · 8 months ago
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cryoverkiltmilk · 1 year ago
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They
... They did what to HEARTSTEEL?
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haggishlyhagging · 4 months ago
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By the beginning of the twentieth century, pseudo-generic he was thoroughly entrenched as the only "correct" singular pronoun. As my own high school teacher explained when I questioned the logic: "Always use he to replace an antecedent noun, even if you're talking about a group you believe to be all-female, if there's a possibility that one male might be in the group." This ridiculous sort of logic, if one can call it that, continues to predominate, and we hear and read he, he, he replacing nouns such as child, adolescent, employee, employer, homeowner, and attorney all the time. Of course, we continue to use they in our everyday conversations, in spite of the grammarians' prescriptions and acts of parliament, but we hear she only when the sex of the person is known to be female.
In English, the pronoun she has its own "special" uses: (1) it regularly replaces just those nouns men believe to be inherently female: secretary, nurse, prostitute; (2) she refers to any object men conceive of as "theirs": cars, boats, guns ("Isn't she a beaut?"); (3) she refers to men's nations, some abstract nouns (such as justice and virtue), and oceans (which men eroticize as their "mistress"). In short, we hear the pronoun she only when men are talking about something they perceive as female.
-Julia Penelope, Speaking Freely: Unlearning the Lies of the Fathers’ Tongues
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ggreadsworld · 2 months ago
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“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell;
I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth.
I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
- Madeline Miller, 'The Song of Achilles'
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suave1foru · 1 month ago
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Believe
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wordsmatter09 · 1 year ago
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scotland-wolves · 19 days ago
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queenladonna · 2 months ago
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Y2K: 👽 🩶 🛸 🤖 🌠 and anything else 1997 to 2003 scfi/futuristic.
Not Y2K: 🛍 💋 💖 💅🏽 👡 and anything else simply from the late 90's or the 2000s.
IT'S NOT FUCKING HARD! 🙄
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news4dzhozhar · 5 months ago
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