THE ONLY THING YOU EVER TAUGHT ME

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@nihilhedo
THE ONLY THING YOU EVER TAUGHT ME
Me, not having switched for like one (1) day: I don’t have a system it’s all fake and I made it up
My alters:
WHO SAID THEY LOVE LIN’S VOICE IM TAKING AWAY YOUR EARS
charlie day prostate milking
DID communication tip: “Excuse me, what the fuck” is not a good conversation starter between parts.
waiting for the day when saying “this certain aspect of how our culture approaches sex was really harmful to my psychological development as a child and i would like to see it change for the sake of children growing up today and in the future” is not met by a large part of the left with accusations of rhetorical pearl-clutching or reactionary appeals to eliminate degenerate perverts or whatever. a day which will never come. but still i wait...
well-meaning tumblr user: i think extremely violent torture porn being one google search and two clicks away from any kid with a device with internet access is a bad thing, and i think this because of my own personal experiences with this matter
you demons: wow better watch out the sex police have come to town!!! whats next are you going to throw everybody who doesnt have hetero missionary sex with the lights off into prison!!! why do you sound exactly like a fundamentalist christian fascist, you fucking scum!!!!! excuse me while i reblog a few bdsm gangbang gifs just to spite you, bitch
That Little Women quote, “but I’m so lonely” is EXACTLY the vibe of refusing to compromise yourself and your integrity and your ambition and your agency and your SELF for absolutely ANYONE and having to come to terms with the fact that it leaves you alone and you would rather stay silent than admit the shame to anyone that you are lonely because of it.
The cheap Halloween vampire fangs stay ON during sex
the cheap vampire fangth thay ON during thex
We are only semi-out about our system, sometimes it's just easier to pretend to be the host than explain myself.
make me choose (asked by @aurevoa)
↳ kuroo tetsurou or kozume kenma
more playlists?
for those with a tendency to romanticise
lighthearted, lightly romantic tunes to make life seem a bit nicer
nostalgia playlist that’s also about the future aka songs i listened to around the time of my high school graduation
pop songs but everything is by girls and everything is excellent
the sound of glitter, if glitter sounded like high energy, high octane electro-pop with exclusively female vocals
this one sounds like catharsis
can only really describe this as atmospheric semi-transcendent semi-mystical existentialism
reminders that things will get better
(part one)
more playlists cause i have a problem (pt1), (pt2), (pt3)
u find a hatch on ur ceiling one day nd u open it to find an attic that was never their before nd inside r bunch of old scratched records that r probably possessed
u wake up nd somehow ur living in a 2d adventure game nd now u have a pet dog that speaks swedish nd u have to save the princess
ur trying to rob ur local laundry mat but then the weird cat lady pulls a gun so now ur kinda fucked
it’s 1962 nd ur a cheerleader nd u found a bat cave on the beach nd u’ve been holding poetry readings there
ur the only car on the road in the middle of the desert nd the radio keeps skipping nd the static is starting to sound like screams
ur sitting in the abandoned lot in the middle of ur home town picking at the weeds nd everything looks as if ur looking thru an old 70s home video camera
its medieval times u nd a band of misfits r hired to assassinate the king nd take all his riches
concept playlist ii; AU version
part i here
normal ish playlists here and here
crime soaked blood and fallen for the side of justice: nurtured in darkness and betrayal, you’ve grown a facade of evil and never allow yourself to become weak. until you’re tempted by the fruit on the other side, of the promise and light. and maybe just once you’ll blindly follow them, hands held tight.
rebellion against society’s bullshit rules: you’re so tired of the empty promises and the blatant lies behind plastered smiles. you don’t want to be their puppet doll anymore. this time you won’t hold back and you’ll rise above their corruption. this is your anarchy.
making an alliance with the reaper for another chance: the reaper appears before you’re ready. you still have regrets and you just can’t say goodbye to it all yet so you beg. the reaper doesn’t listen until you promise that the complete ownership of your soul would belong to them in the end. they accept, giving you back your life on borrowed time.
being a morally confused hero that’s still trying day by day: you have a track record, trying to balance between your emotions and logic but you have the best intentions. though you have no idea which side is good and you learn that there’s a whole gray area. no one’s perfect, so you just try to follow your own path, learning along the way.
born as an experiment and trained into a weapon: the white coats and sterile smells haunt you every time you close your eyes. you were born in a test lab, you are nothing but a specimen to them, a created anomaly. until you prove you’re useless to them and you’re tossed away like trash. alone now, you struggle to find who you truly are.
in honor of pride month i have created some lgbt playlists for you gays
be gay, do crimes (for non-cishet shenanigans, road trips, milkshake runs, showers, and general good lgbt times)
pride throwbacks (no this isn’t the same five madonna songs as every other throwback mix it’s ani difranco and george michael i got u denim lesbians i got u)
not crying on sundays (sometimes bein lgbt is hard and that’s ok here are some songs for u when ur sad but always remember things get better)
just a little help from my friends (i asked four of my gay friends to send me their favorite gay songs. what happened next will astound you) / +BONUS one of the contributors made a playlist of their favorite gay anthems composed entirely of one direction songs
lgbt resistance radio (vintage vibes from ye gays of olde)
you gotta give em hope (songs that remind me of harvey milk’s ‘hope’ speech)
gay club at mos eisley spaceport (yeah i mean the one on tattooine)
pride 2018 mastermix (balls to the wall lgbt jams and general happy sounding music for your own personal pride parade or whatever it is you have planned for this month)
i am sending extra love to closeted lgbt ppl and lgbt poc and to all members of the trans community i hope everyone has a very safe and very happy pride 💜🌈🌻
some playlists
the world as you know it has been reduced to a post-apocalyptic wasteland and you’re just another warrior trying to ahead of your destiny by conquering this world one day at a time
yet another year is about to begin and you’re at yet another new year’s party but time doesn’t quite feel real anymore - and neither does your existence. Here are some songs to zone out to.
You are learning to let go of a long faded love so that you may finally find peace - but it’s one of the hardest things you’ve ever done.
You’ve been waiting for the days to get warmer for a long time, but the world seems to be getting colder and colder, and it seems as though you will never quite shake off the chill in your bones.
You’ve been really sad for a long long time, but summer is upon you and the days are starting the feel less heavy and the nights are starting to feel softer. You’re now ready to move on.
You’re an age-old river goddess and you’re fucking bitter - and you don’t know if it is because you’re dying or because you’re in love or because you’ll never love again.
Love is real and love is important and sometimes you just need to drive yourself giddy crazy happy about all the love in your life and about all the love out there waiting for you to stumble upon it.
Love is real and love is important and love can make you feel like you’re floating on top of the world and nothing can quite touch you as hard as it may try because your heart is made of the same stuff of the clouds.
✨concept playlists, baby!✨
golden hour love-affair: the sea crashes against the docks as the sun sets, creeping lower every minute. distantly, you can see the wharf carnival happening on the horizon, but you’re too distracted by the wind in your face and your best friends’ laughs. the moment is blindingly bright and you never want it to end.
teeth bared: you are going to die with a mouthful of blood. you wouldn’t have it any other way.
proud remainers: your cellphone’s smashed the city’s gone silent. logically, you know that the rest of the world must still exist, spinning. it doesn’t feel like it. so you cling to the person at your side and keep your eyes on the road ahead. the sun’s gone and the night’s long. all that’s left to do is survive.
the papers were right: rain runs across the windshield. you tap your cold fingers on the dash. there’s no turning back. no redemption awaits under the highway signs or inside whatever cheap motel you’ll stay in. it’s better this way.
heretics don’t come home: dawns barely breaking as you hike ever higher into the mountains. when your friends said they wanted to get out of town, you envisioned bus tickets and plane fares, not flimsy sneakers on the muddy forest slope. your breath clouds the air and your feet ache already, but your hands are warm, clenched in theirs.
1000 lightyears to you: space is quieter than you ever could have imagined. maybe your transmission will reach them. you’ve prayed every night to the gods at the centre of this galaxy who’s name you can no longer remember. more likely than not it won’t, lost among frozen rubble and hundreds of other coded letters flown from your fingers. it doesn’t matter, your headed for them either way.