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chocoramii

dude ur interrupting on the floor time with ur beautiful face STOP

satanfemme

you've gotta be kind to yourself no matter what

satanfemme

this is twice as true in the winter

satanfemme

the world isn't ending and you don't need to kill yourself it's literally december. it's december. and you need to be nice to yourself.

cannibalchicken

#Weekend so close but so far #Clients keep calling my mobile and IT hasn't fixed this yet #About to send another email #Stop playin y'all this is serious #Me rn going back to work after lunch

hoshingi

JEONGHAN ✯ 240908 Cheers to Youth

#He looks glorious #I am not ready for bald Han #yoon jeonghan

soracities

"Absolutely no one comes to save us but us."

Ismatu Gwendolyn, "you've been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress)", from Threadings, on Substack [ID'd]

paper-mario-wiki

HEY wanna read but annoyed on where to find copies of books?

Here's an archive with millions of PDFs of books and papers and magazines and essays and stuff.

meltedgarment

I've been looking for such archives, thanks

umutis

it'll be okay. like hands on a clock, everything will go in circles back to its place. remember, we're together always. it doesn't change, i won't let go of your hand.

#seventeen #i am unwell #my heart hurts

"I cant draw" then do it bad who gives a fuck.....

jonahmagnus

Partake in the joy of creation just for the fun of it. Just for a laff.

nintendosformerlover

Me @everyone in the notes

writing-prompt-s

“The stone corrupts all those who wield it, it is fueled by their ambitions and dreams. So we need someone with no ambitions, no dreams, someone who doesn’t care about what the future holds for themselves. That’s why we found you.”

shady-tavern

The first thought, in a moment like this, probably should not have been what came to your mind. Well, fuck you too, you thought, half incredulous and half apathetic. You leaned against the doorframe with one shoulder and eyed the group of three wizened people before you. Why was it always the elderly who came with big quests or brought important items that had to be hidden away?

Also, if you didn’t care about the future, didn’t that mean you didn’t care about the stone either? You might as well give it to someone else. Maybe someone better suited than you. There was this little girl across the street who had an acorn necklace and played in puddles and always sat very still until the every last stray cat felt safe enough to eat what she brought them. Maybe the stone should go to her, she at least gave a shit.

You debated arguing or refusing, but your disinterest won out in the end. “Sure,” you answered, holding out a hand for them to plop the stone into. You weren’t scared of it, especially since it looked utterly unremarkable. If you tossed it into a river, no one would be able to tell it apart from the other rocks.

The three wizened elders, apparently the smartest of their magic circle, exchanged grave looks and you waited until they were done with their silent communication and their leader stepped forward.

“We entrust you with the Stone of Possibility, never use it and always hide it,” they said, voice solemn and carrying the sort of undertone that spoke of great importance. You blinked slowly. “Give it to no one, no matter how noble their hearts, how pitiful their tale or how silver their tongue.” You couldn’t help but imagine a genderless person sticking out their tongue dripping with mercury.

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