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atlassium · 3 days
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yandere this and tsundere that how about doing your laundere
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atlassium · 4 days
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atlassium · 5 days
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Spock is the fakest hoe in Star Trek. That guy has cried in every single movie. Get out of here with that vulcans don’t have emotions bullshit. You aint fooling nobody, you sensitive fuck
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atlassium · 5 days
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the point of art is not to be great but to make it transparently obvious that there is something wrong with you
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atlassium · 7 days
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Blue Moo(n) - 1.5 hours
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atlassium · 7 days
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have i ever shown u people my hand sofa
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atlassium · 7 days
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As someone who has been living with severe suicidal ideation my entire life I wanna tell you all something, you don’t have to stay alive for yourself. People will say it’s a bad idea to live for external things because they’re temporary, and it’s true living for yourself is ideal but if you’re not to that point yet that’s ok too. 
I’ve lived for my dog for the past 4 years, before that I lived for my snakes, before that I lived for my cat. You can live for whatever needs you and whatever matters to you. Live for your best friend, live for your plants, live for your pets, live for your animal crossing town. Live for whatever keeps you alive and the day will come when you can live for yourself.
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atlassium · 9 days
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In Japanese, they don’t say “moon,” they say “tsuki,” which literally translates to “moon,” and I think that’s how language works.
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atlassium · 9 days
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Anyway here’s a poem I wrote about my cat
After “Do not stand at my grave and weep”, author disputed:
Do not stand at your bowl and meow. I gave you food. It’s in there now. I feed you at the dawning light, I feed you at the fall of night. I feed you kibbles mixed with meat And wet food for a special treat. I feed you even though you scoff At all the food within your trough. I feed you and still yet you yell Like as a beast from deepest hell. Do not stand at your bowl and cry. I gave you food. You will not die.
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atlassium · 9 days
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atlassium · 10 days
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TIL that Gothic literature makes a distinction between “terror” and “horror.” Terror is the sense of dread and apprehension that precedes an experience, horror is the sense of revulsion after an experience.
via ift.tt
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atlassium · 10 days
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whenever people are like “SKETCHING CIRCLES IN SAI IS SO HARD” im like
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atlassium · 12 days
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