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Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. He stood a moment as a man who is pierced in the midst of a cry by an arrow through the heart; and then his face went deathly white, and a cold fury rose in him, so that all speech failed him for a while. A fey mood took him.
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Kaveh Akbar, from "Forfeiting My Mystique", Pilgrim Bell
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mods are asleep post garlic alison bechdel
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- Lyudmilla Ignatenko, the wife of deceased firefighter Vasily Ignatenko, Voices from Chernobyl, by Svetlana Alexeivich (transl. Keith Gessen)
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- Toni Morrison
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Tell me when you get bored. A story about doses. [x]
I posted this on twitter and had a variety of aggressive ableism thrown my way.
This is a story about changing what I can in spite of what I cannot for the comfort of my loved ones. The thing that others find to be hurtful about me is that I like to spend time in silent solitude. People who love me often feel hurt that I tend to solve my own problems instead of leaning on them.
When we spend too much time together, people find my neutrality to be concerning, and it becomes too much for people to be unable to read me.
To show the people I love that I enjoy their company in ways they can understand, I pool my energy together to be high-energy, peppy, and social. Since this is not my natural state of being, it takes effort, which can only be expended in small doses. I amplify the things people like in me while filtering out everything they dislike about me when I am in their company.
I change my behaviors for those I love, but at the end of the day, I cannot change my neutral state of being, which is the thing that they want most out of me.
This is a story about me accommodating people in the best way I know how, not the other way around. I would truly appreciate it if people don't misconstrue this anecdote as me asking for dismissal of hurtful behavior when in reality, people find hurt in the fact that I simply exist, and I must change for them.
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St. George and the Dragon (1516) by Vittore Carpaccio (National Gallery of Art)
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sorry I liked your post a second after you posted it I don’t have a life
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NILE FREEMAN WEEK — DAY TWO
favorite nile relationship
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fwb just told me he's part of a union could the man get any sexier
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we should be able to suck up the menstrual blood up entire the whole body and spit it out from the mouth. this we need
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what a beautiful evening. two glasses of wine in because fuck my migraine and fuck me, having proof-read a paper, warm, and watching the same f1 race i have already watched about ten times. and tomorrow at 9:30 am a meeting with a woman who does data modelling for a living.
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if you think the posts i make are bad you should see the thoughts i am thinking. in my mind
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real life: sorry im just not a social media kind of guy… i wanna live in the moment y’know…. im like really private i like having secrets
on tumblr at 11:41 pm : guess whose period just started while watching fraggle rock season 1 episode 17
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tiramisu am i right
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