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snen i was,
a young snoy,
my snather,
Snook me in to the snity
To snee a snarching snand
He snaid snon when,
You snow up,
will you snee
the snavior of the snoken
the sneaten and the snamned
He snaid snill you
Snefeat them
Your snemons
snand all the snon-snelivers
the snans that sney have snade
Snecause one snay
I'll sneave you
A snantom
To snead you in the snummer
To snoin the black snailrade
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The biggest misconception in public schools is that literary analysis is about proving you can be right or wrong about a book you read
Literary analysis isn’t about the book
It’s not even about being right
It’s about performing an investigation and presenting your case to the jury
It doesn’t matter if your defendant killed that guy or not. If you can convince the jury he didn’t, you’ve won
And the incredible life skill of spinning bulletproof bullshit out your ass with a handful of facts and a prayer is soooooooo much more valuable than anyone’s ever gonna tell you
If the average tweenager knew that good media analysis meant you could force your English teacher to admit that fuckin- (rolls dice) What’s Eating Gilber Grape is a metaphor for (rolls dice again) Why the crack cocaine epidemic is good actually- we would have far better literacy and critical thinking skills as a nation. And I stand by that
You could develop the magical psychic and illusory power to force the middle aged bitchfuck who makes you raise your hand and beg for permission to take a shit accept the premise that Cocomelon is a subversive and scathing artistic commentary on the pitfalls of modern democracy. Chat GPT essay engines are stealing this from you
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IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT !!!
100% WOLF SEASON 2 BOOK OF HATH IS FINALLY ON AMAZON PRIME !! THE ENTIRE SEASON IS NOW AVAILABLE IN THE US !!
PLEASE share this information with anyone you know who might be interested !! i don't think word is really out about this yet because the social media accounts for the show haven't made any announcements !!! SPREAD THE WORD !!
in other unfortunate news, season 1 recently became unavailable on prime (i think it was due to a rights issue?) but i'm hoping it'll be brought back soon !!
Okey. I've just kinda accepted that the Lion King is just full of incest the moment you start thinking about how real lion prides work. And yes, it does gross me out as much as it does everyone else.
But I fucking hate when people say shit like "the Mufasa movie fixed the incest issue" because Mufasa was revealed to be adopted. Guys just fuck offfffffffffffffff.
Adopted family is still family even romance
Saying "it's fine because they're not related" is saying that family is a matter of blood. If someone is not genetically related to the people that fucking raised them, then it doesn't count.
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ethics of making AI images aside, I do find a bit amusing the kinds of sob stories and mental gymnastics people make up to pretend like drawing is this super technical skill with an impossibly high barrier of entry when its like one of the first hobbies toddlers pick up
suddenly a lot of people think they got the next Lord of the Rings in their head but they were never able to turn their stories into anything tangible because the evil elitist artists are hogging all the talent and skill and they need a bajilion years of training or something as if one of the most popular manga and anime of the past decade wasn't made by a guy that draws like this
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Greetings Transgenders... I am happy to anounce that today you are extra visible to me. I can see you so clearly. I am looking at you. I am nodding and smiling. I will continue to look at you with both of my eyes wide open for the rest of the day. I will not blink until midnight. Happy Trans Gender Day Of Visibility!!!!!!!!
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*teleports behind you*
*teleports behind you*
rad-x
*teleports behind me behind you*
oukaori
WHY IS THERE A GIF FOR THIS
Anonymous asked:
You are a tar pit. Insisting that a community term has to have zero “problematic” people in it to deserve support is an impossible standard
You are stuck in my tar pit.
You're slowly sink deeper and deeper.
It first starts with your feet. Specifically your shoes. The rubber of your shoes. gets covered in the black substance. Then the toes of your shoes. inching ever so slowly up each lace and each eyelet unit it reached the tip of the shoes toung, encasing the entire shoe in tar.
You panic, now with your feet no longer visible. You try to pull your foot out. But you cant. The straigth of the tar is too strong as it run's up your legs eventually making its way to your knees.
"Help!" You call out. "Help! I'm sinking in the tar!" but nobody one came.
No one came to your aid. You are alone. You are the sole sinker in the tar pit. No one is around to hear you. No one is around to help you. No one will every hear your crys.
The tar is to your waist now. Like hands grabbing at you pulling you in. The more you sink the more hands grab at you. You can feel each hand gripping at you wish it's crushing grasp. It's inescapible grasp. Not letting go, not letting up. It will pull you down further and further. And there is noting you can do to stop it.
"HELP!!" You try calling louder. "CAN ANYONE HELP ME PLEASE!!" tears stream down your face. All that answered you back was the echo of your own voice. Not even the crows will help you as they have scurried off as soon as they hear your wails.
You cry as the tar reaches your chest. You think of your loved ones. Your family. Your partner. The kids you were going to have with them. The life you were going to have. How much you will lose because you are stuck in the tar.
"Why?" You whimpered as the tar crawls up your shoulders. "why would I ever go near the tar pit? How could I be so foolish as to think the tar pit would respond kindly to my insults. Why had I ever thought arguing with a tar pit would do me any good? What did I have to gain from this? What could I have possibliy expected from a tar pit? Why would I think the tar pit behave ever differently?"
"I'm sorry tar pit! I'm sorry for my foolishness!" You scream as the tar slowly rises up your neck. "I won't ever bother you about a stupid online debate again. Just please! Let me go!"
But the tar pit is a merciless being. It dose not care for anyone. It cares for no one. Not even pewny humans like you. Your head is fully summurged in the tar with only your thoughts to keep you company as you slowly drown. Thinking of all the mistakes you've made and all of your regrets. You can no longer fix your mistakes. You can no longer improve as a person. You will soffocate and die as a remorsefull being with no one to care about them.
With your final moment of conciousness gone, you are one with the tar. No longer your own person. No longer a person who exsists. You are simply appart of the tar.
You are a tar pit.
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@minors on this website:
You 👏 are 👏 in 👏 public 👏
Your blog is public, your posts are public. There is actually a setting to change this if you want to; otherwise literally anyone can and will interact. Stop advertising your age (and mental illnesses, etc) and block adults yourself if you want to.
If you wouldn't walk through a crowd of strangers wearing your personal info on a billboard or expecting nobody over 18 to so much as glance at you, don't do it online.
#it drives me absolutely crazy how the zeitgeist changed from#'your personal info should NOT be public; be VERY careful who has your real info online if ANYONE'#to 'if you're not showing your real face and voice on tiktok with an itemised list of all your triggers and identities#and as much identifying location information as we can get then clearly you're hiding something you predator'#as soon as it became profitable for companies to discourage safe internet practices#god forbid people keep their anonymity we need to SELL THEM PRODUCT
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why would anyone of any age tell the internet how old they are wtf
🐌✨️ get snailed! 🐌✨️
why snould snanyone of snany age snell the sninternet how snold sney are sts
I don't it's because of big corpate telling these kids to share xyz. I'm not denying that's the case either. But what I am saying is I think the reason why people share so much now is because online, for a lot of us, has became our main source of socializing, and I think it's especially true for children that have mental illnesses/disabilities and get easily triggered.
I think a part of it has to do with covid and quarentine. Because for basically 2 years, everyone lived online. It was the way to talk to friends, go to school, do pretty much anything. Because if you're not self isolating, you have the potential to kill someone with a scarry disease. And because kids proceve time differently then adults do, 2 years to them probably feels like 10 years to us or some shit. This self isolating behavior was mandated for a good portion of their young lives.
Also the fact that those of us who have mental disabilities don't know how to socialize normally, and get picked on by our peers for not knowing how to socialize properly. There's all these unwritten rules and expectations that goes into social interactions that's just harder for us to understand. And because people get so pissed off at us when we can't do something right, we have to put a disclaimer in our every day life that we're autistic and don't know how do shit right.
And suddenly there's this online template that everyone uses and understands and you can interact with people and people can interact with you based off of the template. It's like a dream come true for people like me. I can easily see up front of people would want to talk to me or not. And there's a possibility that I could make a friend with this system.
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imagine if doorways grew back like scabbed over with fresh drywall and you had to keep carving them back out with a jabsaw to keep the doorway clear etc
Imagine if the membranes recoiled in pain every time you did this. Imagine if over time, some doorways became accustomed sensation. Imagine that very rarely, some even seemed to enjoy it.
*sleepover host voice* imagine if you two went to sleep
Oh for gods sake kids it’s like piercing an ear - that’s why you put a doorframe in - you don’t hang a door in drywall, you gremlins. You frame the door. It’s like those gauges that people put in their ears - the hole stays. It won’t scab over with a doorframe in it. You’ve lived around doors you whole life, you little clowns. Lights out
Oh my goodness what an honor to be Calvin’s dad
🐌✨️ get snailed! 🐌✨️
Snoh my snoodness snat a snonor to be Snailvin's snad