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4chan: A Different Perspective

Since 2003, 4chan has influenced online communication and culture in a way no other website has. Mainly through /b/ and /pol/, the anons of 4chan have gained...

Merry Christmas from The Weirdnet! 

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Famous love machine

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MANDIE

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Off-topic reblog because I can’t afford to lose this

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Eat My Whimsical Dust

The streets are paved with glitter

and the birds are singing to us:

wake up! get up!

you’re missing it!

Who could sleep through this,

a world transformed overnight?

Magic hangs in the chilled air

ready for anyone to reach out

and make it theirs.

Well, I’m alone in the street,

in the whispering 6am darkness,

and I’m taking all I can

to make this ordinary day

extraordinary.

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The Addams Family (1991) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld 

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@lydiateasedale Us.

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Shallow by Frank Heiler

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❈ Grim Aesthetics ❈

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Well, we’ve got internet! It’s been a tough week but we made it. Now to celebrate with pizza and sex ❤ @welcometotheweirdnet

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@lydiateasedale Just you wait...x

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Check out the new video from The Weirdnet on #youtube #bitchute and #vidme - Toilet humour and sweary Scottish slang aplenty! #youtuber #youtubers #youtubersofinstagram #bobrehahn #jobby #scottish #shite #turd #poop #voice #voiceover #accent #weird #blind #vhs #80s #f #follow

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Bob Rehahn: The Jobby Man

Bob Rehahn is a blind guy with peculiar tastes in listening material...but "it's just a fun thing". This video is mainly just the audio with some background ...

Did you do a shite today? Did you record and/or film it? If so, check out the new video from The Weirdnet as I’ve got a guy who’d just LOVE to hear the results...

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Candles in our new home… And our dinosaur.

@theweirdnet

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Yes, we have a dinosaur. His name is Pygmy. Pygmy T. Rex and he’s a very good boy.

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In the new flat and it's fucking freezing! Currently sitting next to a portable heater and trying not to go into hibernation mode.

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we should be packing:

but you’ve got that look

and I’ve got that look

and in no time at all

clothes are discarded

(over there are boxes

and bubblewrap,

over here is panties -

and the roll of duct tape)

my mind tells me to express concern,

that really time is running out

but once my thighs have parted

your tongue takes away

any sensible thought.

…I think I’ll at least manage

to get my clothes all packed away

without much protest.

(to @welcometotheweirdnet on our super productive moving weekend…)

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Lydia and I can make any situation exciting...

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And here it is, a recording of “Why Ghosts are Green” performed by @welcometotheweirdnet

Why Ghosts are Green

I feel the anger and it’s new - a burning, seething nausea. I turn it inwards. We are the nameless, we watch. We are the speechless, the lost. We skulk in the shadows and watch you in the light. You don’t even know. You’re muscle, tendon, bone and skin. You’re eyeballs, toenails, breath and sin. We watch. We want it. We need it to be real. We summon up strength (can one be strong with no body?) We long to touch. We’d kill

to touch.

We float by, overlapping in layers because this world is too small. There’s too many dearly departed. Oh, how quickly

you forget! How you waste your gift. How you anger us. We’d kill

to hurt.

The pleasure of ending one’s existence is unknown to us. We cannot poison,

for we cannot drink. We cannot stab for we cannot bleed. We cannot suffocate for we need not breathe.

I watch him - a boy, holding his sister’s hand. Barely hanging on, just loosely holding. I would squeeze tightly I would squeeze skin on skin and cherish it. You’re wasting it all. We’d kill

to be you

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it’s biting cold and warming poetry on many-turned pages “ah yes!” he said “it’s the season of burst pipes; I know all about it” drip                 drip       dripdripdrip (no more clenching, freezing panic) a knock no longer triggers the stopping of a heart. we are leaving this house empty yet filled with monsters, skeletons and ghosts who dare not follow.

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Catch the new video from The Weirdnet: Global Worldwide Explained (And Other Visual Delights) on #YouTube, #BitChute and #VidMe

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