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what will it be, boss? the comfort of misery or the pain of change?

AHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH MY TIME HAS COME!!!!! There is a legendary incident where I was working out, listening to my only playlist, which is 25 hours long, and these two songs played back to back:

Needless to say, I dropped the fucking barbell and hurried away to change the song😭

♡ Polar Opposites!! ♡

Thank you for the tag @sulphuricgrin!!

No pressure tagging: @skyrim-forever @hircines-hunter @gloriousblueflames @oblivions-dawn @dirty-bosmer

Rules: put your two polar opposites songs down, and tag as many people as you want ⭐

Okay, so one time I was listening to one of my everything playlists, and I ended up with these two back to back. Talk about whiplash.

Starting with:

IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED BY:

i can't be the only one who's just straight-up ... bored with women hating themselves. my mom keeps lamenting to me how upset she is about her gray hair. my friend stares at her laugh lines every day in agony. my sister loses sleep over the horrible unbearable thought of looking fat. and every time these women i love open up to me, i can't help but think ... then stop staring at yourself? stop drowning yourself, narcissus, and just fucking live your life instead of sitting in front of a mirror obeying cosmetic corporations' lies. just stop it. this is getting ridiculous. you're too smart to be falling for this bullshit. "oh no but these men who hate women told me that if i'm ugly i'm worthless!" girl if you actually believe that then good luck. but i am getting worse at being supportive of people whose nonsense worldviews keep them trapped in pain. stop looking at yourself start fucking living i am pleading you deserve to be happy and it is stupid that you disagree

fanart for podcast characters is so funny like how do you know

i think some of you dont like narratives or stories or characters i think you just like fanfiction tropes

Rest easy Val thank you for everything

´´ thank you Ice, for everything.´´

This is a poem I wrote a while ago, dedicated to Val Kilmer, love of my life.

I know it's long, over-the-top and complicated, but so are my feelings for him.

May your spirit live on in our works of art until the end of time, and may your name go down in history as a legend.

Forever our Admiral, Batman, Genius, Cowboy, Singer, Tweaker, Detective, Warrior and so, so much more.

Rest in Peace Val. Forever our beloved.

I love social media

So close LibreOffice! The word I was looking for was arsenal.

Thanks for the suggestion though.

there is literally no way this is real holy shit but I just looked it up, it's real and i'm dying

It is possible that somewhere off the coast of Newfoundland there is an iceberg shaped like a giant dick.

Me while writing: oh hell yes this is such a good sentence I'm the master of poetic imagery

The writing when I go back to edit:

i couldn't remember my password for my old account so made a new one :)))

Happy Women’s Day, I Guess.

Happy Women’s Day to the girl who was told to cover up because "boys will be boys."

To the woman who walks home with her keys between her fingers, her heart pounding because a shadow lingers too close behind. Who doesn't know that maybe her last word is saying "no" Because man can't take no.

To the wives whose screams are muffled behind locked doors, whose bruises are hidden under long sleeves, because marital rape isn’t real, right?

Because equal rights? That’s a lie.

Marital rape isn’t real, they say. If a man owns a woman through marriage, how can it be rape?

To the daughters thay were told that family is everything, even when it’s the family that touches them wrong in the dark.

Happy Women’s Day to the ones who were groped on the bus at fourteen but were too scared, too confused, too ashamed to say anything.

To the women who were told to smile more, to be softer, to not be so angry—because god forbid we have rage in a world that never protected us.

To the survivors who were blamed for what they wore, where they were, how much they drank—because accountability is only for the victim, never the perpetrator.

And yet, every year, men ask, "Where’s our day?" As if they don’t own the other 364. As if we are equal. As if the law doesn’t still bend in their favor, our rights are up for debate in courtrooms filled with them. As if our pain isn’t fetishized, justified, or erased altogether.

But no, this day isn’t for the women who shame other women. Not for the ones who whisper, "She deserved it."

Not for the ones who excuse his fists, his words, his control, because "it’s just passion."

Not for the ones who think abuse is sexy until they’re the one with bruises to hide. This day is for the fighters. The silenced.

The ones who were told to sit down, shut up, and accept the world as it is. But we won’t.

So, happy Women’s Day—whatever the hell that means.

The 2025 Win Album 🇮🇳

I think it's just unanimous that everyone in the elder scrolls fanbase has some form of neurodivergency. I mean, have you seen the lore videos out there?

sir sir sir sir

this was so funny lmao

Writing isn't the hobby. Being insane about little fake people is the hobby. Writing is just the only outlet i have for that

Vent art

reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.

My name is Helga Sinclair. I’m acting on behalf of my employer, who has a most intriguing proposition for you. Are you interested?

ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE (2001)