hi im bumble i like music and BUGS!!!!
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if i look back, i am lost

JVL

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we're not kids anymore.

#extradirty

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trying on a metaphor
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Today's Document

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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noise dept.
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@bumblecrisp
hi im bumble i like music and BUGS!!!!
eng/esp
can i combover in stairwell
can i come over and stairwell
can i come over and well stare
🟨
anerican choese
can i come over and stare at the wall
Things have changed for me
And that’s OK
me: it's just like really weird and upsetting when someone is trying to find out my deadname, yknow?
chill af short dude i met weaving gold on his badass loom: oh yeah no i understand completely. do you want that baby or can i have it
me: oh yeah for sure man
the Ice War on Europa...
thou hast tee'd thy last hee
You wake up as the protagonist of This Anime. How fucked are you? https://wheelofnames.com/qef-dsg
You have become the protagonist of this anime!
How fucked are you?
this is amazing actually!
This is good!
Eh it's okay
BAD.
SO BAD IM SO FUCKED.
I'm not the one who's getting fucked ;)
Results/other
& LET IT BE KNOWN MY SISTER IS A CREDITED ARTIST ON THIS 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
i should reread the screwtape letters
Doctor says I got the depression from a lavender bush growing outside my house. Yep. The smell drifting in through open windows in the summer heat made me melancholy. [reacting to everyone's incredulousness and getting defensive and aggressive] I'm telling you that's what he fucking SAID. He said scents can bring about a mournfulness in the soul. No. He said there's nothing to be done about it now
What always gets me about learning about settler colonialism is how once you learn about it you cannot unsee the violence to the land itself. My home state was previously nearly 100% wetlands, apart of the wider Ohio river valley whose biodiversity supported such large populations of hundreds of different species that many contemporary source from settlers describe it as like the garden of Eden.
The Indigenous people who farmed and hunted here (and still farm and hunt in what land they have been able to keep and reclaim) were able to grow miles of upon miles of crops with multiple harvests a year, encouraging this biodiversity by creating forest gardens with incredible amounts of food from staples like corn and squash to local fruits like pawpaws to European imports like apples alongside controlled burns which allowed fields and buffalo ranges to expand.
Nowadays my state is known almost exclusively for its fields of nothing but corn and soy beans. Driving through in between the comparatively small cities you'll see nothing but fields where the plethora of different trees and plants were chopped down mile by mile, the remaining wetlands drained and flattened, and the rich black soils robbed of their nutrients through decades upon decades of monocrop agriculture now preserved through the life blood of petrochemical fertilizers which destroy the surrounding environment.
This process was done mile by mile as the tens of thousands of Indigenous people were killed and displaced by settlers and the US army, the land measured and sold acre by acre to white settlers who raped the land as described, filling the pockets of wealthy land speculators (like George Washington and Thomas Jefferson) who bought the land directly from the government in schemes so corrupt historians have dedicated entire careers to mapping out their dramas.
It's like learning about commodity fetishism and suddenly seeing hundreds of strangers in the products that surround you. Once you learn how the land was destroyed for profit you'll never look at the miles of fields or the cracks in the concrete of buildings built on wetlands or the stench of now obsolete canals built solely for a once boat-dependent economy with no care for the environment the same.