we've all got that one mutual stuck in the eternal torture labyrinth
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

shark vs the universe
NASA
Sweet Seals For You, Always
will byers stan first human second
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One Nice Bug Per Day
The Stonewall Inn
Show & Tell

Love Begins
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
d e v o n

bliss lane
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we're not kids anymore.
todays bird
tumblr dot com
EXPECTATIONS

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Claire Keane
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@seldom-equivocate
we've all got that one mutual stuck in the eternal torture labyrinth
immortalizing these tags by @kianf1sh
okay not to ocpost again but the worst thing about having an oc is sometimes they become The Character to you. and you need to talk to someone about it like wow I can’t stop thinking about The Character… but in order to do so you have to like sit them down and explain everything about your oc first. and then it’s just you explaining your writing ideas. i need to talk about them the same way i would talk about any random character i love to someone.
It's freaky how the brain will just plasticly learn novel motor output interfaces on the fly. It's almost like instead of hard coding a control scheme for anatomy that changes every few million years the strat that brains went for was to be openly reconfigurable to fit around whatever its nerves seem to be hooked up to via observed feedback.
I think they've done tests on this by getting people to pilot novel bodies in VR. But you don't tend to notice it day to day until something weird happens like just now. I was reading a paper book and it had a line of text blacked out as if redacted. Instinctively I go to move my cursor over the black line to see if I can read any text if I highlight it.
Except it's a book and not my computer screen, so the cursor my brain thinks it's moving across my field of vision in front of me doesn't exist. At the same time, my right hand is making a bunch of small involuntary movements next to me. I didn't intend to move it and didn't even notice it was moving until I saw it with my eyes. What I intended to move was my Cursor, something that my brain had learned to understand that it has, and the way it moves this is by actuating the muscles in my right arm, an action that is entirely disconnected from any intent to move my arm, which is a different thing.
I love being a pattern atop this eldritch mess of neurons, it's great
father I cannot click the book
n-nine hours??
Equal but opposite energy:
I consider myself a real hater but sometimes you really do go too far with haterism. once I had to break mutuals with someone bc they hated the entire art form of poetry and the final straw was when they started hateposting about soup. The food
i’m entitled to you telling me every detail about your personal life, because you’ve already shared some details about it.
it all started when I was born in Monowi, Nebraska, in 1983
my father was a sailor and my mother was an infamously corrupt escheator
I was born in a blizzard. it was February 29th and the moon was full.
literally my birthday...
It's almost like something happened in 2020-now that is causing these problems.
shoutout to flags that look like landscapes fr gotta be one of my favorite genders
Not to forget:
World Heritage Post
Bro.... they just got rid of food.
need a hat that says I WONT SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO AND ITS NOT BECAUSE IM DISINTERESTED AND DONT LIKE YOU I JUST DONT UNDERSTAND SOCIAL INTERACTION AS WELL AS MOST PEOPLE AND ASSUME BY DEFAULT MY PRESENCE IS UNWELCOME AS A PRECAUTIONARY MEASURE SO I KEEP TO MYSELF BUT I DONT MIND IF YOU INITIATE so i can wear it to work
for those confused:
the same user posted this and only referred to his dick as a cylinder despite the fact that it was very clear that he'd inserted his cylinder into an m&m tube and couldnt get it out
i think being proud of where you come from is one of those things that becomes fun the more specific you get. like "proud to be english" bad rancid vibes. makes you sound like the kind of person who rants about immigrants. "proud to be from yorkshire" better vibes. i cannot deny the yorkshire cultural heritage. "proud to be from pocklington" absolutely fucking hilarious please never let anybody kill your pocklington pride.
i love the USA: weird vibes. dont trust that.
i love muskegon michigan: you are experiencing a kind of personal joy that i can and will not take from you
you literally have shitty hide armor and a dull ass shortsword. let me guess. your loot is 6 gold coins too? 🙄
friendly fucking reminder do NOT post about your lootdrops publicly!!! this post is a great example of "table baiting" to get you to reveal what valuables you drop on death WHICH IS OBVIOUSLY PUTTING YOU AT RISK OF FARMING!!! think for a second and be safe out there!!
i just think it's important to understand that love is not the antithesis of horror in fact it's often the catalyst
"but if it's horrifying then it's not really love it's corruption it's lust it's obsession" you are not only wrong but you are also boring. go away.
how could you leave this in the tags!!!
at the euthanasia party everyone gets a sip of the forbidden lean
Yeah, same
Why did my workplace training say this