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RIP USA and democracy. You died where you started.

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(via diemslair, diemslair, redwrestle)

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The gays looking for porn after Tumblr’s new adult content updates

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foxinthecity

Very hot

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Cancer Season in full swing 🦀 Where my moody bois at?

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I should’ve taken off my glasses :/ One day I’ll be good at taking g a selfie.

theprettyhelpless

HE

IS

THE

HOTTEST

DEMOCRAT

IN

THE

WORLD

JESUS TAKE ME NOW

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…….just, damn

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Jut though i should also let you know his name is Brian Sims and he is the first openly gay democratic to be elected into legislature in Pennsylvania ever

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HE’S GAY

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The inside of a leatherback turtle’s mouth

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this is what I imagine vaginas to look like

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here’s a thoroughly detailed post on what happened recently with tank (jack) and what an evil piece of shit noodlesandbeef is and basically why he deserves to be thrown in jail for, mmmmm, the rest of his life!

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I knew Jack. I had fallen in love with him a long time ago. He chatted for hours, sharing photos back and forth of our day. A beautiful soul.

We were gonna meet one day. He was going to show me Seattle…

And then it all stopped. He unfriended me.

Dylan is a monster and needs to be held accountable. I’m sharing these hoping someone can use them.

Unfollow his newsletter, take away his power.

#hisnameisjack

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from @burlymen - We will just leave this here. @brandedbulltank you will never be forgotten. For a more detailed story about what’s going on you can go to this link https://www.facebook.com/5736686/posts/10107531397346198/ - #regrann https://www.instagram.com/p/BpGMmF7gjAi/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ljilvfb7ljuf

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“The first time I met Jack, I thought to myself: ‘Here’s a gay guy who’s not cynical, who’s not sarcastic, who enjoys life.’ He had so much energy. He was a fifth grade teacher and he’d always get so excited when he talked about his work. He’d produce these plays where he’d let the kids choose their own characters. He’d spend hours writing out their dialogue. And then I’d pretend to be one of the fathers and go sit in the audience. It was so fun. We had so much fun together. But the whole time we were dating, there was always part of me that thought I could do better. I was a fancy lawyer. Jack never seemed ‘cool enough’ for me. And so I left him for a gorgeous twenty-one year old. Jack and I remained friends. We even continued living together. But his therapist told him never to date me again. So he dated other people. And he got sick. Both of us got sick, but Jack was the one who died. And he might have lived if I hadn’t been such a bad person. If he’d been ‘enough’ for me, he’d never have gotten HIV. The funny thing is– I’d grown up thinking that I’d never be loved. Then a wonderful person loved me. And I left him to have sex with somebody who wasn’t a wonderful person. Jack died thirty years ago. I dream about him almost every night. It always feels good to see him alive. For a moment, I don’t have to blame myself for his death. I usually ask him for forgiveness. And some nights he forgives me. But other nights he doesn’t.”