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i thought we all agreed we were here forever
do you guys ever like forget you’re interested in something until you start engaging with it again and you go “oh wait i’m like crazy crazy about this yeah”
the lion concerns himself with everything
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the great notifapocalypse of 2025
Having the urge to write after months of not writing anything sucks when you know you should be writing your papers for your grad school application so you just avoid opening your laptop all together 🫠
I feel too deeply. I turn conversations into oceans of meaning. I watch in silence, far too much. I love deeply, I care deeply, I overthink until my mind becomes a labyrinth, I observe everything, I understand everything, yet I never speak of what stirs inside me. So it stays quiet, endlessly because I am always too deep about everything.
au where kylo ren actually agrees to come with han solo and everyone just has a really tense and awkward trip home on the millennium falcon for the rest of the film
You guys are all aware that they trained people for those civil rights protests, right? That the people doing sit ins had to be trained to keep their cool as white people screamed invectives and pouring drinks on them? It was a very organized operation.
One of the greatest lies that recent American history has perpetuated is the idea that Rosa Parks was "just a tired Black woman who wanted to sit down on the bus" and not a motivated activist who trained with other civil rights luminaries and very intentionally got on that bus specifically to get arrested about it.
Can you think of a reason why they might not want you to know that the people staging sit-ins and getting arrested for sitting on the bus were trained and organized?
Panels from the autobiographical graphic novel March: Book One (2013)
Imagine me standing in the doorway crying and waving a handkerchief as my husband (AO3) departs for a war (maintenance) that will continue for god knows how long (20 hours) and from which he may never return
Nothing slapped my shit back into place like someone pointing out that the "genius gifted child with so much potential who got burnout and mental illness" is just the nerd equivalent to the jock "could have been a pro at sportsball if it wasn't for the injury".
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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
