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Love Begins
Not today Justin
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Jimmy Eat World
hello vonnie

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cherry valley forever
Claire Keane
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Fai_Ryy
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sade Olutola

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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@searching-aliens
me currently.
Miradas distantes.
slowly becoming the designated DIY guy of my household not because of any skill or training but because im the only person with the hubris to say 'fuck it hand me a drill how hard can it be." highly reccomend it because it gives a butch thrill that cannot be matched. i understand why suburban dads are like this now. im unstoppable.
I'm so glad I live in a world where there's Archive of Our Own
hay días en que me quiero ir, pero no se de donde.
Si nunca hubo nada. Ni nunca fuimos un nosotros.
¿Qué hacía con las partes de mí que te habían amado con locura?
No desaparecen | Babi PM.
Be a teachable individual YOU DO NOT know everything
honestly I didn't expect much in 2025, but AO3 X TUMBLR BEING A THING??? honestly, congratulations to them
Growing up is actually just enjoying the exact same things you enjoyed at 14 years old, but in a more gay way
It seems like the older I get, the more irrationally angry casual censorship makes me. And it isn't just the "unalive" "grape" alleged filter-dodging vernacular, but the way normal words will be peppered with asterisks, or screenshots will have words like "gay" "hell" "fuck" etc either partially or entirely blurred. Who is this helping? What is the purpose of it, except to reinforce shame and elevate a flimsy perception of purity and safety, however those things manifest. It's so tiresome and I'm sick of it.
A quiet meditation on words, silence, and the strange beauty of a phrase whispered in a terrible meeting, but still worth listening to.
I wrote some stuff, and if you all can check it out, that would be amazing :) Hopefully, I’ll keep doing more!