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Okay just hear me out

More quality fantasy role playing games for decent prices

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okay but... how about... a phantom of the opera themed au thing for Steven Universe where a phantom quartz falls in love with a human girl and it ends happy instead of rIPPING EVERYONE’S HEART OUT AND STOMPING ON IT

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*wants to do more fusions with my gems and others’ gems*

*is too self conscious about art to make any to upload*

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Just for fun, I made three little gem sprites! Paraiba Tourmaline, Golden Beryl, and Strawberry Quartz (Paraiba Tourmaline & Steven)

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Do you ever just... see Gaius and think.. wow what a perfect character

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Jesus: Hey, tree

Tree:

Jesus: Can you spare a fig?

Tree:

Jesus: Give me a fig why wont you give me a fig?

Tree:

Jesus: Fine then! Curse you!

Tree:

Jesus:

Tree:

Jesus:

Tree:

Jesus:

Tree:

Tree: What the fuck

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I hate prom season because nice things get expensive and everyone is in love and shit.

Stop rubbing it in that you’re attractive enough to have a partner.

I’m lonely and bitter. Y’all gotta be lonely and bitter with me.

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okay kinda serious

how do you apologize after being a dick because you’re frustrated mostly because of chronic stress, depression, anxiety, etc? Like I’m sorry friend I just have a lot going on and I accidentally burst I don’t hate you I hate my situation.

Or even to people I’m not friends with? like idk im usually pretty open about my health but you know, you get sensitive when something like that happens..

And I say and do some really mean things that I 100% regret but like am I supposed to call them and be like “HEY, REMEMBER WHEN I WAS AN ASSHOLE ON FRIDAY THE 11TH AT 3:45? YEAH SORRY MAN” because I don’t necessarily want to remind them if they’ve already gotten over it... Like I’ve been trying for years to be a nicer, patient person, and trust me I’ve come far, but I just feel like absolute shit whenever I’m accidentally a terrible friend. It means all that work was for nothing and that I really am an aggressive person and its been engrained in all of us that you can’t be loved unless you’re patient and caring and dainty... I just don’t know what to do honestly...

So, uh, if you’re my friend and I’ve been a piece of shit thats insulted you:

I’m really sorry. I really am. The problem with living in the moment is you get wound up in it and can’t see further. I really don’t mean anything I say, I just get confused and frustrated and scared and I’m so so sorry. I know its kind of a dick move in and of itself to blame this on my depression and stuff, but honestly I would never consciously or calmly make the decision to hurt you. I’m sorry about that. Sorry for being the asshole friend.