DCLXVI

breaking down soberly thinking of how my body will not make it to 30 the way i lived in it

catsuggest:

time for beauté sleep

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silverhawk:

RATATOUILLE just makes me want to eat GRAPES WITH CHEESE so i can see COLORS and SPARKS

without my boyfriend i sure as shit would be dead, last sem i tried and failed, then he also came over every day, we’d eat dinner, all that, encourage each other to run and work out, drink water, keep a healthy weight, excel, get therapy, all that

this fucking website makes me want to kill myself

find me on twitter @ amorphousgirl where we be talking bout staying hydrated and shit

i only go back to tumblr when i am alone depressed and suicidal

i havent smoked today and i want to die

momnar:

saipng:

squiddleprincess:

saipng:

squiddleprincess:

saipng:

new concept: tumblr jail

if a post gains more than 20 notes it goes on trial to determine whether it’s problematic or not. then the op is given the death penalty

I like how this seems to imply that op gets the death penalty regardless of whether their post is deemed problematic.

that’s exactly what happens

Time’s up, punk

well sh

Mothers and Fuckers of the jury–

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anyway i want to be so heart achingly stunning and skinny and brilliant and then i want to destroy something beautiful by destroying it and leaving no trace except some bastardized amorphous legacy, or even better, obscurity

i want to be dirt

im older im turning 22 this year but i still wanna b fucking dirt

antiandrogen:

im like really tired of the faux feminism moment in pop music like if i hear another girl group singing about female empowerment via male sexual fantasies i’m going to develop an arterial embolism 

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stachionalgeographic:

myspace but pronounced like versace

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captainsnoop:

i dunno whats up with this narrative bronies are trying to push where they keep insisting that they were “never actually that bad” 

yes you were. yes you fucking were. five years ago i couldn’t go a single day without seeing mlp content shoved in my face. no matter where i went or who i unfollowed, it made its way to my computer screen every single day. i would consider it a lucky day if the content was SFW. it often was not. 

cropped porn avatars. MLP dolls modded to have fleshlights in them. little girls attending “brony cons” only to be met with grown men discussing the asses of MLP characters. screencaps of the show highlighting the horses asses with the captions “THEY KNOW WE’RE CLOPPING AND THEY LIKE IT” 

i remember it all. we all remember. you can insist that you were never “that bad” but we all remember. 

there will never be “the new bronies.” people can get stabbed over mcdonalds sauce. steven universe fans can send death threats over fanart being too skinny. voltron fans can harass each other for bad headcanons. at least i can avoid seeing it if i want to. i could never avoid bronies, they were far too pervasive. far too enthusiastic. they were ever-present, inescapable, and they were always horny. horny for child cartoon horses.

there was a time when you couldn’t google a mlp character’s name without getting porn, even with the strictest safesearch on. it’s different now, thank god, but there was that time. that time a bunch of horny grown men stole something away from children and turned it in to something that children simply could not have. 

i’m not going to forget that. i wish i could, but i can’t. and i won’t. i will never forgive bronies for making me know what “clopping” is. don’t @ me, motherfucker. 

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