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linnie-loves · 8 minutes
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I make small prayers because my grandmother did. I work with runes because my other grandmother did. I believe in passing on stories because my mother does. I believe in omens and signs and make offerings because it feels right. But I don't make them to any one god. I make them to a very nebulous sort of feeling. I make them to my house. I make them as apologies. I make them to say thank you and for protection, for myself and by myself. I make them to my family, and to my plants, and to people I never met who are long gone but who I have heard story after story about.
I am thankful for a lot of things. But most things I am thankful for come back to my home. Most things I am thankful for are elements that made my home.
I think organs that make up one larger body is a good way to sum it up. That's kind of how it feels.
I like how Romans talked about domestic spirits. They're kinda dead ancestors, kinda previous occupants, kinda local nature spirits, kinda the house itself. There's lots of different types but they all kinda blend and overlap into an amorphous class of spiritual fauna.
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linnie-loves · 51 minutes
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at a lesbian bar wearing a vampire costume: I vish to eat your puvsy *my plastic fangs slip out of my mouth and into someone’s drink* *I cry and pull the fire alarm before running out*
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linnie-loves · 52 minutes
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"You become what you give your attention to."
Epictetus
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linnie-loves · 52 minutes
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today i laughed so hard i fell in the dirt
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linnie-loves · 53 minutes
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never forget that when someone asks "are you okay working independently?" in an interview, it actually means "we are chronically understaffed because we pay shit, and will have you working 8 hour shifts alone as a trainee."
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linnie-loves · 57 minutes
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I must not mock Gen Alpha. Mocking Gen Alpha is the mind killer. Mocking Gen Alpha is the little-death that brings total generational solidarity obliteration. I will engage with Gen Alpha lovingly. I will permit them to be cringe. And when they grow up I will turn my eye to their accomplishments. Where mocking has gone there will be nothing. Only generational solidarity remains
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linnie-loves · 2 days
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One day each of you is going to suffer the greatest loss you could have ever imagined and you are going to be angry and irrational and start praying to god again and the person you love most is going to die and you are going to think “I wish it was me instead” every second of every day for the rest of your life and your going to leave your childhood home for the last time and it is going to eat you up inside that you can’t go back to being 6 years old and you are going to become even more angry and even more irrational and people are going to ask you why it’s such a big deal and why won’t you just get over it already and that is when you will finally truly understand what Palestine is going through right now and why your silence is making us so angry and why we are always asking for you to just pay attention and listen to us and know that it is our loved ones and our childhood homes that are be taken from us while everyone tells us it’s not that big of a deal
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linnie-loves · 4 days
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lord I am losing it whoever invented brains should sit in a corner and think about what they did
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linnie-loves · 6 days
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nevermind my depression is poofed (temporary buff)
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linnie-loves · 6 days
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why, when I am on my knees and begging for you to hear me, do you tell me it is below me to do so?
I am scratching and screaming and clawing for every crumb of affection and it is exhausting. I am too tired to stand on my own and demand anymore. and no one will stay, to sit with me. no one will get me a chair, or a pillow, or anything at all so that I might feel something like loved or cared for.
I beg and I beg and I beg and I tell myself if I am not heard then there is no point in sitting here to rot. but I am sitting here. rotting.
why won't anyone pick me up off of the ground, just to hold me?
am I really so horrible?
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linnie-loves · 6 days
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linnie-loves · 7 days
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why does pmdd exist? whose idea was it? they are foul
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linnie-loves · 7 days
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snesbian (snail lesbian) compilation in these trying times 🐌🐌
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linnie-loves · 7 days
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linnie-loves · 7 days
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they haunt me
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take me back to the night we met,,
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linnie-loves · 7 days
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speaking of rhinos
i know unicorns are usually silver or lavender with those skinny horse legs built for running but id like to see more unicorns with natural colouration built like tanks like these beasts
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linnie-loves · 7 days
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actually! this is, functionally, the most likely accurate depiction of unicorns. in older textual appearances, they are in fact not, described as delicate. our theory behind unicorns as a mythical beast is basically that multiple colonizers on multiple occasions in different periods of time ran into rhinos and went "what the absolute fuck"
believe there is actually an excerpt lying around here somewhere.
i know unicorns are usually silver or lavender with those skinny horse legs built for running but id like to see more unicorns with natural colouration built like tanks like these beasts
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