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The majority of people are horny. People are always going to be horny. You cannot stop people from being horny. Throughout history there have been extensive attempts to suppress horniness and they haven’t worked. You can be mad about it all you want but horniness will prevail against any adversity. There will always be an aspect of horniness within society. Sexuality cannot be contained by having missionary sex with your spouse alone in the privacy of a dark bedroom.

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I just had to, it was a desperate need

From this

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you wouldn’t last an hour in the

where they raised me

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when i get into an artist bc their song went viral on tiktok it’s like wow social media is so neat we’re all having fun here together <3 but when an artist whose music i already like goes viral on tiktok it’s like oh everybody wants me 2 kill myself. ok

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This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.

ALIEN (1979) dir. Ridley Scott

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welcome to 2:19 AM

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can't stop thinking about how the "convinced to return for one last job" trope is a kind of resurrection. digging up a restless corpse that maybe should have stayed buried.

#oh hey this is basicaly Cooper in the fallout tv series

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THOG MOBILE

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Rockpool 🐟 ☀️

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posted with incredibly sincere apologies to tumblr user @robco-official, who unfortunately dared to ask “imagine walking into the lucky 38 and seeing this”

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she has a uti

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Much of my childhood was spent grappling with the impression that I was somehow failing at being a child and trying, ineffectively, to imitate the kinds of things that real children did.

Real children had things like pet rocks, and imaginary friends, and all sorts of quaint and charming behaviors that embodied the kind of innocent youthful exuberance and creativity that adults seemed to admire. Real children cried about silly things and had ridiculous worries about the world that adults were always eager to sooth them about. I wanted to be a proper child like that—I wasn’t concerned with “fitting in” with other children so much as I was with passing as a child at all.

And so I made myself select rocks to keep as pets, dispassionately bathing them in little bowls and tucking them in to mossy beds with pussywillow pillows. I dutifully dreamed up a pair of little dragons to be my imaginary friends (their names were Tim and Violet) and forced myself to play with them. I said irrational things that I thought adults liked to hear. All the while I felt bitter and self-conscious and disgusted with myself for being a phony and not able to truly inhabit the role of “child”, at least not in the way that appealed to adult sensibilities and nostalgia.

#i had a very similar experience #hey op are you autistic by any chance?

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the fact that mr house had to experience OCD in order to become the sole proprietor of the new vegas strip... i cant move

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Fallout 3 was well a flawed game but the tunnel snakes are such an essential part of the fallout world to me. Whenever i play enother fallout I'm like where's the tunnel snakes