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This is me.
Everyday I go to sleep checking how I look and how I feel. Every morning I wake up thinking that I exist and what I am.
Every day I try to start it with a mental plan, otherwise it goes down the drain without even getting halfway there. At night I try to write what happened so I can remember the days as they go by.
BEING can be a matter of fact, DOING is not.
So what do I want of all this? Do I even want something? Is it enough to say that I just "WANT"?
I would be happy by deserving (but refusing) everything.
I could be happy being a ghost.
The "punished" moniker is so fucking cringe. You're not a freedom fighter against tyranny, you're an immature brat who sticks his gum under the table because he was told not to.
Oh! I hadn't seen this ask. No, the PunishedSaints """moniker""" is because Tumblr banned my blog called EpilepticSaints which I had for more than a decade and that's what I called the new one. Because Tumblr "punished" me.
You got so mad you didn't even state your position on any subject I might have talked about, you just got mad, lol.
Three of my ~ten exes hate me. Maybe more, but I just know three of them do. They hate my guts. But I get it, I understand why. "I'm sorry", I would like to tell them. If it were possible to "reset" or "autosave" life, I would let them cut my stomach with a blade and take out my intestines. Maybe strangle me with them and let them decide if I'm worthy of resurrecting via loading a previous autosave. One can only dream.
what policy change got your other blog deleted?
oh, none! In my bio it says Tumblr has no problem with some blogs posting nude people, but when I tried posting myself nude they just nuked me, that's all. I don't post nude people anymore because there's one idiot trying to get me banned.
Finally I found you, was wondering what happened and *BOOM* you're here
Yeah, I was @EpilepticSaints. But now I'm @PunishedSaints. Welcome back. Tumblr nuked my blog, someone snitched on me about some "explicit content" and boom, twelve years of posts, some actually important and informative for me and everyone. Just gone. A decade, gone.
But welcome back, you just have to search for epilepticsaints or PunishedSaints.
Lol who stopped talking to you? Was it Bruno? :)
No, of course not. It's just a diatribe I wrote. But there's actually a guy that simply stopped talking to me. I don't know the reason. I should tag him, but no. We shared creative stuff, we were creative together but he simply stopped one day. I suspect it was precisely because I'm friends with Bruno and Mr Horsepussy. Some idiots think they're, like, fascists or something because of their sense of humor. but just look at us, how can somebody think we're right wing, like just imagine. How can we be right wing if we're a bunch of queers from Latin America, artists, we're barely above the poverty line, Mr Horsepussy is literally a survivor, the doctor told him he had 6 days left or something but he's still with us, and we love each other. We love each other in a Tumblr kind of way, that's to say, we barely talk to each other, we just know we're here. How can someone decide to stop talking to me because of all this? Like just imagine. Also, the wise lady blocked me. She has blocked me TWICE! And I bet it's because someone shit talked about me. There's always a fucking gossip idiot that shit talks about you if you don't fit in their stupid American liberal mindset. Ordinary people. That's what they are: so ordinary. So painfully ordinary. Ok bye.