the idea that every summer will be as hot if not hotter than this for the rest of my life is unbearable i need to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) murder an oil executive
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the idea that every summer will be as hot if not hotter than this for the rest of my life is unbearable i need to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) murder an oil executive
would much like to point out that the people publishing these articles are trying to needle millennials into treating gen z with the same disgusting vitriol we were treated with.
don’t buy it.
our younger brothers and sisters might eat a tide pod and get us blamed for it, but we have more in common with them than we ever had with boomers or gen x.
they are terrified of the things we can do together. remember that.
Precisely. It's not different generations that are the problem, it is, and always has been, rich people.
16/06/22
"Rose-colored sadness [...]"
- Nelly Sachs; White Serpent
i dont think straight people should be allowed to do "enemies to lovers" i think if a man is your enemy you need to trust that you were correct the first time and slay him in battle
Isaac Snowman (1874-1947) Slumber
first of all, this is very funny and you know i enjoy lan wangji and wen ning joining forces behind wei wuxian's back. second of all, isn't it curious how often wei wuxian and wen ning lean into this joke? we know wei wuxian dislikes being called "the yiling patriarch" and considers "the ghost general" moniker ill-fitting and stupid; we know wen ning is uncomfortable with it when lan sizhui notices and switches to a different address. yet with each other, they are willing to reference or roleplay their "characters"? me & you when society dehumanizes us and casts us to play monstrous caricatures of ourselves in their morality tale about hubris and karmic punishment, and we can't escape the narrative or prove them wrong, so we might as well commit to the bit.
i'm just saying that if i was kidnapped, tortured and killed, my broken body dumped to rot in the dirt next to the people i failed to protect, and my brilliant and terrifying goth crush came to look for me, and saw me, and understood me, and gave me what i wanted without having to ask, gave me fangs and claws and my murderers at my feet, gave me the power i never had in life, gave me the justice i never got in death, gave me the pure catharsis of letting the bastards get what they deserve without worrying my pretty head about anything else, i would also look at him like he hung the moon in the sky until the end of time. and what of it
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Harvesting my wheat
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Can I fucking help you?
my senior english teacher told me that any scene with a woman in a cornfield in every piece of literature ever is about her journey to womanhood/pleasuring herself in the field and i just.... believed her
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I feel a little robbed
Hualian sexy times is implied so many times in the extras but we don’t get to read it not even once
MIGNON
Like always… You fix me, we talk… just that. - MIGNON 민용 - Episode 5
The hand around his waist only tightened, pressing their bodies closer together, and Xie Lian’s struggling hands were firmly folded and crushed against his own chest, trapping them in place. His lips, too, were securely sealed. The kiss deepened, and with it, a breath of cool, gentle air was transferred into his mouth. Completely helpless and at a loss, just as Xie Lian began to accept his fate, he finally saw the person’s face clearly. It was Hua Cheng. The moment he realized it was Hua Cheng, he stopped struggling.