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They didn’t make it
Manifesting it.
Geoff gets AH name and properties back, just like Burnie got RT.
He gets the Core people to come back. Michael, Gavin, Lindsay, Jack, Jeremy, Fredo, Matt and Ky all say yes to giving it another go.
I apply to be their Social Media manager, and get the job.
Chaos returns to the office, along with AHWU.
Then in 4months time of content coming back to normal, GTA6 is released. and Ray comes back.
And bodies, whether living or dead, decay continuously. Our topmost layer of skin is dead. Our hair is dead. Bacteria, fungus, and germs thrive in just about every nook and cranny they can find. The smell of body odor is, in fact, the smell of these bacteria feasting on fatty compounds secreted by our sweat glands. And yet, bodies are sexy, not in spite of the fact that we are decaying but exactly, I think, because we are.
The Loveliness of Decay: Rotting Flesh, Literary Matter, and Dead Media, Jesse Stommel
I DONT WANNA PAY BILLS I WANNA USE MY MONEY FOR FOOD AND LIL GIFTS FOR MYSELF AND MY LOVED ONES
this post was a big hit in the adults who have bills to pay fandom
So is Tumblr coming back now that tiktok is gone ?? Where will we go ?
I can't stop crying. All I keep thinking about is how much I don't like being alive, while simultaniously yelling at myself for having the audacity to be mad at being alive when people thousands of miles away from me are being killed for greed. Like, who tf am I to feel bad about my life or myself and not want to be alive when others who don't deserve to die are being killed? by the thousands?? and I am stuck in a crying loop of I wish I wasnt breathing to how dare you ever think that and it is driving me insane.
I'm losing all the joy I used to get playing games.. talking to people.. watching movies. I can't find joy in a lot of things I used to.. i am so sick of being sad most of the time
Sometimes... You just need to get bent over, and railed.
Even though the end was a bunch of mixed feelings and a lot of bad vibes, I'm actually heart broken that RT is actually done. Like... They were so much of my life. I watched every piece of content by AH, listened to both of topic and rt podcast religiously, and dreamed of one day FINALLY going to RTX. And as it crumbled I still held a little bit of hope maybe a resurgence could come of it but now that the doors are closing it really hits me that these people are closing their last chapter and its so damn weird. Back in like 2015 it felt like they were unstoppable and were going to achieve so much and produce some amazing things, and did, but I never thought this day would come tbh. After the pandemic I dropped from them after all the controversy dropped and the RH drama, and how the backstage drama spilled out, it did ruin it for me. And then AH officially stopping, I think we all knew them this day would come but just... Damn dude. If you need me, I'll be locking myself away in my room and reliving the days by watching RT Shorts, podcasts, let's plays and rwby. Rip RT, for best and worst of times, you were still one of my favorite things 🖤🖤
call me problematic but, I am rewatching the achievement hunter lets play minecraft videos from 1 to end again. They were my friends when I was in my darkest hours, and am in them again, so I am revisiting them for some kind of comfort. I know it is fucked but I have no friends, no life, it is almost my birthday and I havent truly laughed in weeks. I don't know what else to do to find comfort anymore, so I am going back to 20 year old me and laughing with people I've, never met.
Nobody ever robs restaurants. Bars, liquor stores, gas stations… you get your head blown off sticking up one of them. Restaurants on the other hand, you catch with their pants down. They’re not expecting to get robbed. Not as expectant anyway.
Tim Roth as Ringo/“Pumpkin” — PULP FICTION (1994), dir. Quentin Tarantino
it's a very scary feeling when you sober up, and the most prominant thoughts in your head are how much you don't want to live. I knew I was sad, which is why I smoke. Now that I don't have it and can't get any more, the overwhelming feeling of "you don't belong here. you don't want to be here. you have nothing to give anymore. why are you still here" are so fucking loud. Add on the fact I have no one to talk to and my family is states away because I can't afford to live where they are, it is getting really hard to keep waking up for the next day. I just, want to sleep.