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@beastflux
To the people who harmed me,
I want you to know what you did to me. Not just what you said, or how you justified itābut the actual impact you left behind.
I was sexually assaulted. I was gaslit. Lied to. Ostracized. Bullied. All under the guise of protection, accountability, and careābut it wasnāt care. It was harm. You wore the language of justice like a mask while enacting violence against me.
I reached out for accountabilityānot vengeance, not cruelty. I was trying to have real conversations about what happened. I was trying to be honest, to create space for repair. And instead of engaging with what I was actually saying, you twisted it. You reframed my grief, my boundaries, my need for truth as harassment. You made me out to be dangerous simply for not staying silent. Thatās not accountabilityāthatās erasure.
While I was holding the weight of trauma, trying to build something real, something better, you were worried about your platforms, your reputations, your followers. We werenāt having the same conversation. I was talking about survival. You were talking about optics.
You treated my pain like a threat to your brand. You turned my vulnerability into spectacle. And when I needed support, you gave me gossip, silence, and cruelty wrapped in the language of justice. You used ācommunity careā to justify punishment. You hid behind āaccountabilityā while avoiding your own.
I donāt want revenge. I want to be free. Free from the shadows you cast. Free from being followed by your distortions of my story. Free to move through the world without the fear that someone is watching, reporting back, or twisting my words again.
You donāt get to define me. You donāt get to narrate my story. And you donāt get to pretend you were protecting anyone but yourselves.
I hate Instagram and everyone on it is fake and performative. Donāt @ me
yeah man, last year I had a 65 hour a week job in management and I still couldnāt afford my own apartment ā the economy is broken
OP added a photo of the famous Audrey!
The Sims 4 + all its packs cost $679.68 but itās still so lackluster. Let that sink in. $679.68. Now think about other games that are like $50, they have way more gameplay than TS4 + all its packs, which is $679.68. And the price keeps going up with every pack they release, and they keep releasing these packs that arenāt worth their money at all. What Iām trying to say here is, EAās a capitalistic corporation that has the main focus of making the most money with using the least amount of resources possible, and itās working perfectly, and people are blind to it and are even doing the most defending these $40 expansion packs with very little added gameplay.
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finding out picasso died in 1973 feels like the fakest thing ive ever heard. everyone talks about him like he lived in a cave with nothing but a torch and paint he made from berries or bear shit or somethin but nah this dude probably sat down watchin looney tunes thinkin ādamn i should draw some dude with a nose on his forehead thatd be dopeā i feel so lied to
Happy Full Moon. May her light guide you. She is watching over you gently. Loving and living through you. āØššæ
itās jsut fucked up that we bred pigeons to be our companions and then when we no longer had use of them we just abandoned them and now we treate them like menaces and pests andĀ people want them dead they are our FRIENDS
A small thing, sweet in the dark.
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there is literally no logical, emotional, aesthetic, philosophical, moral, or sexy reason for the sun to be gone at 4.30 pmĀ
Vampires can come out earlier
One sexy reason
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Donāt confuse my hatred of the hyperwealthy for jealousy over what they have. I donāt want a six figure sports car, or a 40 room mansion, or a gold leaf truffle wagyu steak dinner. I want redistribution of wealth that allows for infrastructural support of all citizensā basic survival needs.