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- going nameless for the moment

- 30

- any pronouns that feel right to you

- DNI: TERFs

#changed usernames recently so if you’re trying to find out who I am don’t be shy and send an ask #I promise to answer and tell you my original usernam e

moonshynecybin

have you guys ever seen a crocodile with its fingies out

moonshynecybin

devilishdescent

willgrahamscock

Your pronouns sound like someone clearing their throat

you guys find new ways to hate crime every day

willgrahamscock

my gender is now canceled everyone stop perceiving it

legsdemandias

Do you think tumblr will ever learn the difference between “I’m defending this person because I agree with them wholeheartedly and I am also like this person” and “I’m defending this person because your behavior is dangerous and you need to stop”

legsdemandias

IMO, blurring the lines between “I’m defending them because they’re right” and “I’m defending them because you’re taking this too far” is step numero uno to cutting down the very existence of fair trial and democracy–even in places where saying that might seem a little dramatic.

Mob mentality is extremely strong in humans and it’s also extremely dangerous. Mobs don’t think things through. Mobs kill and they destroy and they can’t be reasoned with. Someone trying to calm a mob down isn’t someone defending the ~problematic party~ It’s time we re-learn that.

comingaback

i’m always thinking about him.

#I miss him #the pitt #dennis whitaker

cupcraft

You never know what color pallette someone's Tumblr is till ppl are screenshotting posts and tags

aropride

do u like mine

cupcraft

Oh wow.

cupcraft

Some people on tumblr are reading ancient scrolls and you'd never know

evangelionreference

i can’t stop thinking about the time my roommate and i asked our insanely ripped neighbor brian who wore flip flops year round and sunglasses on the back of his head for help with carrying a solid wood dresser up to our apartment. he wanted to get his son who was home from college to come help too so he takes out his phone and goes, “siri, call christian christianson” and turns speaker phone on while we stand there sort of stunned by the name and after a few rings cc answers, “what the hell do you want” and brian just hangs up without responding and is all, “kids, am i right” then carries the dresser up four flights of stairs pretty much by himself. we offered him a six pack of rainier as thanks which he immediately opened in our kitchen and downed 2/6 beers in 10 mins while telling us about his 1989 dodge ram 1500 he was trying to get his son to restore with him to no avail. really nice guy. we never saw his son before he went back to school but any time i ask my roommate for help with lifting stuff or reaching something he says, “siri, call christian christianson” and we reminisce about brian and his truck.

littlegirlinvisible

When I lived in Porpoise Spit, I'd just stay in my room for hours... and listen to ABBA songs. Sometimes I'd stay in there all day. But since I've met you and moved to Sydney... I haven't listened to one ABBA song. It's because now my life's as good as an ABBA song. It's as good as “Dancing Queen.”

Muriel’s Wedding (1994) dir. P.J. Hogan

#muriel's wedding