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March 15th, 2020

I'd like to date you, I'd like to ask you out at 1 am, though I wish you were awake though im glad you're not. Im crushing on you and it's feeling really new and bringing me a lot of joy .

CW

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oblivious-sapphire

-L

#personal

Are you out there?

I'd like to call out to the universe and say I need someone and Idk what to do.

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study soundtracks

– 1 am

– dark academia

– lo-fi

– animal crossing vibes

– classical music

enjoy!

mindboogling

I don’t really know how to describe this feeling other than stressful, so I decided to draw it

Please let me draw and “sketchnote”

mobbleberry

Ghost

The ghost of you is buffeted by wind that rolls silently in the distance and then rushes to greet me all at once. The air is dragged away, hair whipping the collar of my coat - The Ghost, Soundlessly blends into the background of my brain, bending to the will of all that matters - The roar of life in my ear drums.

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how the gentle wind beckons through the leaves, as autumn colors fall

boozerman

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse → Concept Art

apoemaday

Alone

by Maya Angelou

Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don’t believe I’m wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone. Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone. There are some millionaires With money they can’t use Their wives run round like banshees Their children sing the blues They’ve got expensive doctors To cure their hearts of stone. But nobody No, nobody Can make it out here alone. Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone. Now if you listen closely I’ll tell you what I know Storm clouds are gathering The wind is gonna blow The race of man is suffering And I can hear the moan, ‘Cause nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone. Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.

Maybe she hasn't forgotten my birthday, maybe she will text me first this time, maybe she's still too busy.

S

ilyajdevorak

Please help me, I still have cancer and my last post isn't getting me help anymore

Hi, most of you have probably seen my last post that looked like this:

So the post now has over 12 thousand notes, and as great as it is to have that many notes..

I'm not getting anymore donations or notes from it and I'm really scared that it's because it has so many notes, that people are just looking past it now.

So I'm starting over with a new post.

About a month or two ago I made that post when I had absolutely nothing, and through a LOT of peoples kindness, I was able to buy my medicine and get a months worth of cancer treatment done.. but now it is September 1st and here in a couple of days I will be out of my medicine and due for my blood treatment but I once again have no way of paying for it.

I genuinely need donations again!!

My treatment involves draining my blood, because of the Polycythemia Vera, I have too much. I am at a higher risk of a stroke, and with my heart disease ontop of that.. the risk is even higher.

My medicine, my treatment, all of that.. is working!! Let me repeat because I am so happy to say this, but the treatment that I have been getting HAS BEEN WORKING FOR ME!! My hair has been growing back, my energy has been coming back, I've been able to eat more, and I've been able to get out of my house let alone my bed more and more thanks to being able to have my treatment.

But it costs money, and until I am approved for disability (which I have a working case for) people like you, spreading this post and donating to me.. you are helping me get better!!

So please, donate if you can to my PayPal account. I tried setting up a venmo account as well as a GoFundMe page, but my bank keeps assuming it's a fraud and canceling my accounts. So PayPal is all I have right now.

Please donate or spread this post instead of my last one, thank you for reading.

P. S.

To those I promised a tarot reading to for donating to me, please send me a message and I will get you, your reading asap. And to anyone who wants a tarot reading for a donation, genuinally, just one dollar will get you a full reading of your choice. Thank you.

https://www.paypal.me/QPatt

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The thing about Those White People Baby Names is the way they so poetically express the tension between individuality and rigid conformity. These parents all want to name their child something unique, because they value the concept of uniqueness, yet simultaneously they abhor it in practice… ergo, 30 different spelling variations on the most normative possible names. This homogeneity-masquerading-as-diversity is inseparable from capitalist consumer culture and in fact is directly analogous to the experience of walking into a grocery store and being asked to “choose” between 50 varieties of toothpaste with the same exact ingredients, 12 brands of laundry detergent, etc.

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Somebody’s third eye is WIDE the fuck open??!!!!!!!

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This is worse. Looking at these you can tell they have no significant monetary value. They were confiscated as a fear tactic. Nothing more.

arithanas

This picture breaks my heart everytime it appears in my dash. It’s a fear tactic, alright but—

The first one in the left corner: It’s a first communion rosary, and it’s not cheap.

The black one in the first line: That’s a widow rosary and it’s old.

The white one in the second line: is a commemoration rosary. It has a miniature picture in the round part. I haven’t seen that since the 70′s.

In the third line, multicolor one: It’s an Anima mundi, I have only seen those in the hands of Rosary ministery’s old ladies. The oldest ones are from the 80′s after Juan Pablo II came to Mexico for the first time. It’s one of the old ones, I know because the crucifixes are different. The third one on the fourth line: Red and gold. The style is old, the metal is dark, that’s a 50′s rosary, probably a quinceañera one (or it’s maybe older, from the 40′s when the brides carried red roses with their offerings).

The fifth one on the fourth line: It’s a quinceañera rosary with Ignatius’s tear. The style is old and in my part of Mexico is orphan girls who used it. At least it was when I was young. The third one of the fifth line: the blue one with the anchor. That one I have only seen in Veracruz and it doesn’t look new. The fifth one on the fifth line: That’s a 90′s wedding rosary. Black and white patterns were popular on that date. The fourth one on the last line: That’s a first communion rosary from the 30′s. It’s delicate and most probably silver. The rest wrench my heart too, the humble everyday rosaries with wooden beads and knots. Those are cheap and bear the wear and tear of their user handling. But those I described are much more.

Those are mother’s rosaries.

Those are not just rosaries. Those are mementos, that’s the proof of their families stories. They are taking from them the only portable things they can carry to feel the connection to their families. It’s not a fear tactic. Call it like by its name. It’s dehumanization.