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further adventures of the young vampire rabble-rouser

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ruin (promo) - The Amazing Devil

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horses made me transgender

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as someone from pärnu not even the beach is good

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ive pretty much stopped using tumblr at this point but you can find me on twitter now ig its @.mysthotgan

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my favorite scp ever is scp 1171 and i just discovered them yesterday.

they live in a different dimension and can only communicate through writing on the constantly foggy windows of the house they inhabit. their name is beauremont. and they just. fucking hate humans. it’s so funny. and the best part is that they befriend someone in our dimension who works for the scp, not realizing that they’re human, and so that human is just sorta their roommate now because they’re the only one who doesn’t piss beauremont off. it’s so fucking funny.

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my friend just told me that there's a secret second dashboard that solely contains posts from people you've turned on post notifications for, and when i click the link in the messages it opens it within the tumblr app, so the tumblr app also has a secret second dashboard for post notification blogs, and the only way to access it is to open the link for it within the app.

i literally love tumblr

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uquiz options that should be mandatory

this is too much text i didn’t read any of these

i’m not american

i’ve never heard of any of these things

i don’t main anything in mario kart, i’ve played it maybe one time ever

i’m older than 16

i don’t recognise any of these people

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Hey, a while ago I called you fat. I just wanted to apologize. I’ve recently gained a lot of weight and now I’m fat, too. Definitely wouldn’t appreciate it if someone called me fat.

Fat bitch

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Attempting to do that trendy pose...

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It is 1939 and a Soviet army is marching on Finland

As they pass the border, they hear a Finnish voice over the hill -

“One Finnish soldier is better than 10 Soviet soldiers!”

The Soviet general laughs, as he sends 10 men on the hill to capture it.

There is gunfire for a minute and then everything goes silent for a moment, and they then hear the same voice -

“One Finnish soldier is better than a hundred of yours!”

Annoyed, the Soviet general sends hundred men to capture the hill. There is gunfire and bombs going for ten minutes, and everything goes silent again. Suddenly, the same voice yells out -

“One Finnish soldier is better than thousand of Soviet soldiers!”

Enraged, the general sends a thousand men, accompanied with tanks, artillery, mortar teams, and tells them to not return until the hill is theirs.

For half an hour hell breaks loose, bombs and explosions, gunfire, screams and death all around, and then it goes silent again.

One Soviet soldier crawls back, severely wounded and battered.

Before the general could say anything, the soldier says -

“Do not send more troops, comrade general, it’s a trap! There is two of them.”

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Sims 4 page on Steam. Not to be controversial but I think the CEO of EA should be beheaded for this

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i often catch myself wishing that i was a gay man and then i remember that i can be a guy and i already like dick so whats stopping me really

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i still play it sometimes lol

Well as long as we’re talking about the ancient internet, who remembers this.

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If anyone knows something similar thats available in estonia, please lmk

so

we have this app called toogoodtogo where restaurants/cafes/bakeries/hotels and so on sell their leftovers for really cheap to reduce foodwaste

i got all of this for €4 from starbucks

bless

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and for what! when you've scorched everything and when there is no more clean water and when your own children cannot survive - what is the point? what will money even do? what will banks be? you keep us in debt and in hunger and in bad health and you allow all this suffering to go unhelped so that you can - what?

money isn't real! it is a concept. you horde it on the thought it will keep you warm in the long night that is coming - but how? you cannot barter with what has no value. you cannot sell what is just stock. you cannot promise you'll invest; you already failed to deliver on investing in a sustainable century.

in movies, people have started saying - during the apocalypse, all the security will go to the wealthy. and it feels on-the-nose, out of the mouth of billion-dollar hollywood productions.

but if i was choosing between letting a rich man on the boat and letting in a family - why would i take money? what, in a crisis, does a million dollars mean? that money is nothing when we are under the sea. that money is just an idea, and it cannot come with me.

and the thing is! when you kill us, you kill your own legacy. who will sing beautiful funeral songs of you, when you have ruined us so completely? your name could be holy. your name could be hallowed. first to give what was needed. instead, if we go down - who cares about you? yours is a warning story. king midas. he who kills all that he touches. your name like a spit.

we know how to make a thing last-forever. we will tell stories instead of tiny gratitude. how so many had nothing, and still found something to give. how we were kind to each other. how we said goodbye in a kiss. we were always capable of eternity, that thing you seek so hungrily: we know how to keep-alive a memory, to soothe a soul over the passage of time. look how long we've been studying stars and calling them sisters. we know how to make a story last in spades.

but you? you will die alone, so happy in your green freedom. you, who wants us to die with you, false pharaoh, surrounded by those who you never cared to learn the name of. you want us to burn alongside your beautiful mansion.

i am erasing your name from this and from me and from any history i'm writing. we will call you mosquito or bloodworm or wriggling leech. you have always been meaningless. you little gnat. you little coward. you little, horrible monster of greed.