PRAISE GOD, HALLELUJAH I'M STILL DEPRESSED

I'm Ryan. 35. Cis. He/him. I normally (re)blog things that catch my attention (for better or worse) or cross my mind. I have loads of interests. I'm trying to be a better person.

[rootingformephistopheles]

I feel it would be good to have a word that's like not ragebait but shamebait, where you can read a post and just go 'ah, this person just wants me to feel ashamed of myself and is not engaging with the issue in a constructive or useful way. I do not have to participate in this actually' and like. move on with your day

[scribeherself]

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.

[h0lyshift]

The older i get the more i understand why some people become obsessed with privacy, not because they’re hiding something, but because being constantly perceived starts to feel spiritually exhausting.

[melyzard]

Did you know that soda machines at restaurants and movie theaters spy on you? That most common new cars now record your sexual preferences and send it to the manufacturer (and also data about anyone who also gets in your car, walks by your car, and maybe happens to be within visual range of your car)? That grocery stores are trying to force customers to download an app to scan barcodes on shelves instead of putting up prices, so the app can scan the phone, decide how much that customer should be squeezed for, and adjust the price? That more and more innocent people are being sent to jail for crimes committed hundreds of miles away because an AI facial recognition algorithm spit their faces out and the cops didn't bother to do the most basic of checks?

I am not uptight about privacy because I'm hiding something. I'm uptight about it because the people who dismiss my right to privacy are dangerous to you and me and our families, personally, all the time.

And often, they are assholes, too.

[segamascott]

[snapscube]

did you know that accidentally typing "oh my gods" due to a keyboard finger slip age regresses you to 11 years old when you read percy jackson for the first time. give it a try!

[rylandgraces]

there’s a friday ass vibe about this wednesday boys keep your wits about you

[viejospellejos]

[slyandthefamilybook]

[omtai]

She literally does not give a damn what that old fool is yelling about

[unaloid]

the lion does not concern herself with papa

[thememedaddy]

[theweight]

*grasping at straws* My straws!

[dogpuppy]

[rynsn]

TURN THE PAGE

Death will never discriminate.

Whether you're a sinner or a saint

It takes and it takes and it takes

It's inevitable.

The only difference, really, is everything else.

God, take me back

Back to the beginning of the story

The saga, the myth, the legend

Our pages are torn and frayed

The book is fragmented as is

So please, take me back

Back to before they wanted any excuse to start a war

Back when we knew there was no I in team

We're all in this together

Or, we're supposed to be.

I don't even know why you open this book in the first place.

You don't believe in what you're reading.

It's obvious. You continue to let this happen.

You always have.

You always do.

And let me just say, fear mongering is a hell of a legacy to leave behind.

Even worse are when loved ones reclaim it,

Say that it's what makes them good on the inside

Denying the right to exist,

But you can't shit in your own bed and not expect to lie in it;

Motherfuckers, you preach violence!!!

But when someone tries it

You start crying?

Practice what you teach!

But nah.

Thoughts and prayers and crocodile tears:

That's what you little shits are made of.

Is that why you lick boots enough to scrap the dirt off 'em?

Why you've learned to bark when told?

You'd rather stay nice and fat and ripe for the picketing

Not knowing, or not caring, that you've divided and conquered yourselves.

Sure, play innocent like a naughty puppy when we notice

- And we do notice -

But all of this disregard that has you enraptured

Hand over heart, it still scars

Or rather captures in hateful tangles

Fractures

Because it proves that some of us are more equal than others.

There's no easy way out.

Stay comfortably indifferent.

Numb, even.

Made into a statistic unless you're allowed your own name.

((Sometimes not even then.))

Come on.

Say it.

Replay it.

Convey the double standard and then grey it

The cycle continues either way.

I think I've made my point.

Which is rich because I am bad at words. I'm not clever

And bad faith halfwits are more common than ever

Bad, but maybe they're - we're - drawn that way

Have we been bad all along? Who can say?

(See what I mean about not being clever?)

No, clever is corporations fucking the system

Legally, they're people,

So those corporate drones reap and sow,

They fund and incite and fan the flames

All they intend to buy up

In supply and demand we trust

So let evil reign

Shop til you drop

Keep singing "never again" but make sure it never stops.

I pledge allegiance

To the idea

To the thought

To the dream

I shall from this moment forth obey the delusions

Of this autocracy in all but name

For which we've fallen and we can't get up.

- Won't - get up.

One nation

Under false pretenses

In debt

With liberty and justice for profit

I'm just nitpicking low hanging fruit at this point

To be continued.

Because there is no ending.

Just the turning of the page.

[powerbottomblake]

i think when we used to point out that a story didn't need a sex scene what we meant was "this story reduces its women to mere sex objects and gives them no interiority so the sex scenes are gratuitous and geared towards the male gaze" it wasn't the sex that bothered us per se it was the objectification of female characters while givig them little to no consequence to the overall story but nowadays people mean "sex is icky and gross and has no merit to ever be portrayed in our arts which should be good and pure and never ever make ME feel discomfort" and it's like. i bet a bowl of unfrosted flakes looks real good to you rn

[iwilleatyourenglish]

like ten years ago, i made a silly post about my leopard gecko and someone reblogged it and added their very long and graphic undertale incest mpreg oviposition fanfiction to it while saying my pet had inspired it.

when i told them i found that really disturbing, they freaked out and went on a months' long campaign where they kept trying to suicide bait me.

like three years ago, i posted a stupid text exchange my partner and i had shared and someone reblogged it and added their graphic our flag means death first-time-anal fanfiction to it while saying my relationship inspired it.

when i told them i found that really inappropriate and weird they freaked out then sent multiple people to angrily tell me to delete my reply because they couldn't have known that was weird. then they nuked their blog.

there's no moral to this story. it's just weird that it happened twice.

[comedicallyobsessed]

Hey this actually gives me a really great idea for a fanfic

[iwilleatyourenglish]

girl i was ready for the worst. my pussy clenched like it was crushing garlic.

[songsofwaterandnight]

No, app on my phone, I don't want to edit it with AI. I don't want to generate with AI. I don't want to ask the AI. I don't want to make AI wallpapers. I don't want to rewrite with AI. I don't want t-

[rynsn]

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Through starless eyes, not a glimmer still remains Your hand in mine, drain the memories from the vein

Try to recall from all the cold, where the road has no end, Only echoes linger where we tread Though the traces placed before were torn from my hands where I stand, Still serene, we will dream again

Oh now, holding this pain, I relive the shame when I let go Take this anguish, tenfold; All I knew crashing through like Deja Vu

Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu So I've fallen now

The end, or when my heart surrenders all control - Nothing less could quench the overflow In the hope of what was said but never told With all my soul - don't ever let me go.

Hey... Pray despite the long foregone conclusion Oh... Every waking moment in delusion As despair turns to flood From the regrets left undone, I'd rewind, turn back time, until the end... yeah...

So now, I'm holding this pain. Where you felt the blame is there no more Dawn beyond the unsure All I knew, crashing through, like Deja Vu

Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu So I've fallen now

The end, or when my heart surrenders all control - Nothing less could quench the overflow In the hope of what was said but never told With all my soul...

Hiding from the ghosts I hold so dear, A spark still wanes - all the pain I fear was me. So I - sought a beacon deep beneath the dark When I found you, smiling bright again Shining bright again

Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu I'm saved now

I meant it when I bet it all for all I owe Cuz the wounds are worth the overflow In the moment of whatever's left to hold With all my soul - I'll never let you go.

And now - I'm in my Deja Vu.

[rynsn]

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Through starless eyes, not a glimmer still remains Your hand in mine, drain the memories from the vein

Try to recall from all the cold, where the road has no end, Only echoes linger where we tread Though the traces placed before were torn from my hands where I stand, Still serene, we will dream again

Oh now, holding this pain, I relive the shame when I let go Take this anguish, tenfold; All I knew crashing through like Deja Vu

Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu So I've fallen now

The end, or when my heart surrenders all control - Nothing less could quench the overflow In the hope of what was said but never told With all my soul - don't ever let me go.

Hey... Pray despite the long foregone conclusion Oh... Every waking moment in delusion As despair turns to flood From the regrets left undone, I'd rewind, turn back time, until the end... yeah...

So now, I'm holding this pain. Where you felt the blame is there no more Dawn beyond the unsure All I knew, crashing through, like Deja Vu

Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu So I've fallen now

The end, or when my heart surrenders all control - Nothing less could quench the overflow In the hope of what was said but never told With all my soul...

Hiding from the ghosts I hold so dear, A spark still wanes - all the pain I fear was me. So I - sought a beacon deep beneath the dark When I found you, smiling bright again Shining bright again

Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu Oh, Deja Vu I'm saved now

I meant it when I bet it all for all I owe Cuz the wounds are worth the overflow In the moment of whatever's left to hold With all my soul - I'll never let you go.

And now - I'm in my Deja Vu.