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triangleguy

im always saying this

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noroithecurse2005-deactivated20

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evilvillain123456789

when people say "there is no ethical consumption under capitalism" they are specifically justifying my cocaine habit. they are telling me personally that I can continue to use blow without guilt. you still deserve to die for buying tampons

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ishowdespair-deactivated2026012

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rabbiteclair

a guy shoots at me with a sniper rifle and I catch the bullet in my teeth and eat it, but he saw that coming and put poison in the bullet, but I saw that coming and drank an antidote ahead of time, but all those weird chemicals still give me a really bad kidney stone a few days later and I pass out from pain and crash my car into, by pure coincidence, the sniper

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alpha--arietis

[alpha—arietis has uploaded a photo!]

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: A man stands in front of a mirror in some dingy truck stop bathroom. The sink is slightly rusted and the selfie had caught a sink mid-drip. The tile behind him must have been white at some point but was now had a yellow, faded look. The grout cracked, the tile itself faded. Graffiti in the corner of the mirror read a random number and CALL TO BE SAVED in the corner.]

[Aries is smiling in the picture. His hair is a little longer, dark and curly. His clothing is faded, worn, used. He has a hat pulled low over his face, obscuring most of his brow. But he seems happy. Happier, at least. His teeth are a little… sharp-looking. He’s a little unshaven. His sideburns have grown out a little more. But there’s nothing about his appearance that might suggest he had literally been living in a hole for the last year and a half. One hand is curled awkwardly at his hip and the other is wrapped around his phone.]

[Maybe the most off-putting aspect about the picture is that the man pictures doesn’t have eyes.]

[Not literally, of course. There are eyes where they should be on his face. There are eyes there. And there aren’t. It’s like some kind of mirage. Staring hard into the distance and seeing maybe the flicker of the surface of water but getting closer and seeing, no, that’s just miles and miles of sand. There are eyes. Look closer. There are no eyes. This man had eyes once. He might have given the impression of a friendly and slightly off man initially. But look again. There are no eyes.]

[It’s like looking at a picture of something devoid of all context. Like looking at something much larger.]

[It’s Aries. A man with dark hair and a hat pulled low over his eyes. He’s slightly scruffy. His eyes are dark brown.]

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