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punkrockmixtapes · 5 months ago
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Less Than Jake "Broken Words"
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thereisverylittleleftofme · 10 months ago
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you held me hostage in your bed while
i held you hostage in my head
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j0them0971 · 1 year ago
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Adobe Photoshop Attempts To Invent New Words
So today I was messing around on Photoshop, and I typed in a phrase, "goggigogapidogimpleggigigesh", which is from an old Breaking Google Translate video by Random-Týpek on YT (go check out their channel its beautiful). Soooo I messed around with different prompts to give the Generative Fill AI in Photoshop, and here are the results.
Prompt: words
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Prompt: replace with brogle
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0rgavsm · 2 years ago
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I kinda just want to be alone,
alone and broken...
but at least that way I won't break others with me,
does that make sense?
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bad-at-living · 1 month ago
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tattoos
I want a bunch of tattoos all over my body, I want to regret all of them and I want to be okay with that. I want to cover my flesh with memorials to everyone I’ve ever loved, hated, and everything in between. I want to run out of space on my body for tattoos and have to start getting ink injected into my blood. And when the time comes I want to open up my skull and get “the one’s” name inked into my brain. I don’t want to move on, I want you to move in. I want a bunch of tattoos that make it impossible to get a corporate nine to five as a final fuck you to capitalism. I want to “ruin” my body with art. I want people to gasp when I walk across the street. I want to speak in such a vulgar way that mothers cover their children’s ears. I want to be a porcupine to the privileged. I want random strangers names on my ribs to remind myself that every one is just as insignificant as I am. I want the people I used to know to not recognize me. 
I hope when I die your skin is packed so densely with ink that you run out of room and have to get my memorial piece inked into your brain 
I hope when I’m dead you don’t regret killing me
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allmothsdied · 2 months ago
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Papá
Papá
Who's that woman with you?
Do you even remember your wife,
You know, that woman you fuck?
Living in the living room with your
Younger son
People know your name,
They know your face
For us it's just a name, just a pain
Just an absence, blank space
Papá
Where you've been?
Why we're never enough?
We're living under the lamp in the dark
While you're shining just somewhere else
Always padre to other people
No matter how much I try
I was the best for a while, do you remember
Your little girl? She was never little, never yours
Cause you we're never there
Papá
Who are your friends?
Remembering their birthdays
But you even don't know how old I am
Always forgetting the days I was born
Or having more important business
I was babysitting your baby
So you can fuck your wife
And she can have a break for a while from you
You know, it always sound like a rape
Papá
Always have to work, papá
Making money for us, papá
Having his religion, his mission, papá
Having fun with his friends, papá
Playing childish games, papá
Prefering them, him and her and her and her
Papá neglecting his family every ossible way
Papá lost his daughter
And somehow haven't even noticed
Papá
Only a meaningless word
His church something we laught to
So full of judgement we grow up to
Always trying to run away, run away from you
Story of one family
One story among thousands of them
I know, I've seen way too many broken people
They was kids ones, with father like you
And mother like the woman that doesn't wear
Your wedding ring, still calling herself your wife
Papá
Is a lamp, leaving us in the dark, papá
Is someone others follow, some judge and hate, papá
Is the man living in the next room, playing computer games, papá
Was someone showing you everything he likes, not carring who you actually are, papá
Is he who kicked you out after fight, in pajamas into deep night, papá
Is a stranger, always letting you down, for somebody else, papá
Losing his kids one by one by one, papá
Not knowing why, papá
After all doing everything right, righ? papá
Playing more games, papá
Being left out and why he asks
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button-brr · 7 months ago
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had a dream where I held someone in my arms who didn't want to be there
He shifted under my arms away from my touch squirming away discontent.
I was gentle I did everything right but you moved away and wanted me gone and out of your life.
I have everything for you but you didn't want it.
I woke up quickly after.
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goar132 · 1 year ago
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Friends
I used to always give preference to my friends over my lovers ALWAYS
but I changed for a girl gave her my everything, my friends took a back seat
they used to ask me what has happened to you man
I used to reply man I have found my soul mate have to give time to her
but guess what when I needed help , someone to hold me and tell me everything will be alright who was there?
Naah not that girl
my friends they were there I will never be able to love anyone ever again ( romantically of course )
but I know now that no matter what happens I will never let my friendship with these 5 people take a backseat ever again
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cronchy-baguette · 9 months ago
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i've caved yall... the way i am so normal about laezel and shadowheart (stay tuned....)
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heybiji · 7 months ago
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worthless-misery · 5 months ago
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I hate myself.
I hate my face.
I hate my eyes.
I hate my ears.
I hate my nose.
I hate my mouth.
I hate my lips.
I hate my hair.
I hate my neck.
I hate my shoulders.
I hate my chest.
I hate my back.
I hate my belly.
I hate my hips.
I hate my arms.
I hate my hands.
I hate my fingers.
I hate my skin.
I hate my crotch.
I hate my thighs.
I hate my knees.
I hate my legs.
I hate my feet.
I hate my ankles.
I hate my toes.
I hate my smile.
I hate my laugh.
I hate my scars.
I hate my stretch marks.
I hate my bones.
I hate my body hair.
I hate my voice.
I hate my mind.
I hate my thoughts.
I hate my dysphoria.
I hate my depression.
I hate my anxiety.
I hate my eating disorders.
I hate my trauma.
I hate my nightmares.
I hate my past.
I hate my memories.
I hate my childhood.
I hate my adolescence.
I hate my adulthood.
I hate my existence.
I hate my life.
I just hate every single thing about myself so fucking much...
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literaryvein-reblogs · 1 month ago
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When are you updating the masterlists? No rush tho! 😊
All edited :)
Word Lists
Writing Basics. Grammar. Refreshers.
Writing Notes & References
Writing Prompts
Writing Worksheets & Templates
Character ⚜ Plot ⚜ Worldbuilding ⚜ For the Poets ⚜ Tips & Advice
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meziniart · 3 months ago
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"You wouldn't let me suffer Sunny's eggs alone, would you?"
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hajihiko · 1 year ago
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Multilingual 🌍
Fuyuhiko: its beneficial to understand when rivals are talking in secret
Sonia: diplomacy is easier when you speak their language too
Hajime: duolingo library forced speedrun
Akane: worked in customer service
Kazuichi is just more of a Language of Numbera guy 😋
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skinnedbutalive · 1 month ago
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Just an ordinary cat... the most ordinary. This fluffy character was in the original roleplay and became so beloved that we decided to include him in the comic. After all, everyone loves cats! But not Che'Moer. Not Che'Moer...
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asoftepiloguemylove · 4 months ago
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IT FEELS SO SCARY, GETTING OLD // ON LONGING FOR CHILDHOOD
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