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I think tumblr should be able to show you how many people have blocked you. Like not names or anything, just a rough number showing how many people have you on their blocklist. I want to know my hater stats.
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forget freak. who's gonna match my cringe.
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People who draw Samus Aran as a 5 foot nothing girl with an hourglass figure, flawlessly smooth skin, perfectly applied makeup, absolutely no musculature, and a bubbleheaded smile are cowards. That woman has been put through the ringer and should look like it. Give her towering height. Give her absolutely chiseled abs. Give her terrifying scars snaking across her skin. Give her weird feathers and scales covering her body. Give her a scowl that could shatter glass. Give her a massive co-
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do NOT step at me on the fourth of footwerk
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born to be a mediocre gamer forced to participate in society
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inspired by the sickest design dream tiger from Twitter!
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when i was at walgreens (at 3 in the morning which explains all of this) the cashier was talking to her coworker about how shed rather be a werewolf than a vampire because vampires are condemned to hell but werewolves arent and then she asked me what i thought and i said vampire because im already condemned to hell and she said in the nicest tone of voice “i dont think anybody is condemned to hell….” paused, stared at me for a few moments, and added on “…not even gay people”
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a poem, i do not feel what the person answering is feeling but i found it interesting to explore.
the title of the document was godkiller
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the poem is made out of questions and answers. the questions are written in white, in an elegant, italicized font. the white text is all equally far from the left of the image.
the answers are written in bright red. the text is jagged and irregular and written by hand. it is also larger than the white text.
text of the poem:
do gods exist?
not for long.
are you sure?
test me.
do gods bleed?
everything bleeds. bleeding is not so much about the blood. it is about being ripped open and being shown what you're made of.
what are gods made of?
hunger.
what do they feed on?
you.
this poem was inspired by this poem by Malak Nicholas, @harq
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as a pathetic lesbian with oldest sibling syndrome, i know what it’s like to become dangerously sacrificial for everyone around me. that’s why this pride month, i’m partnering with yang xiao long-
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A Samurai posing with his katana and revolver, 19th century.
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