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I don't think it's even been 10 minutes

I'm not gay but there are always exceptions

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I'm not gay but there are always exceptions

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I WILL manifest a season 2.

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tempus week day 2

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eepy shirley

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This isn't news by any means, but lots of songs have gained a recent resurgence from seemingly nowhere, and I kind of want to talk about it. I immediately started thinking of this when I remembered a certain memory back in my guitar class about two years ago.

So, in my guitar class, my teacher would put on whatever music any of the students had wanted. For me, I'd request some weird bullshit like full flavour, dubstep, drum and bass, and even the occasional future bass. One time, the guy sitting next to me asked if the teacher could put a song that was near and dear to my heart. "Can you put on Discord by The Living Tombstone?", he said. My brain immediately activated, and went "oh shit, another MLP fan!" and I asked him about what got him into MLP. I was immediately met with a dumbfounded look, and eyes glaring at me from across the classroom. "What? Why?" is the response I was given back. I told him that it's because that it's a song related to MLP, and that The Living Tombstone was an artist that mainly made MLP music back in the day.

Side note: I wasn't really into MLP back when TLT started, but I did want to get into it. I just didn't know how to. Back onto the story...

My teacher chimed in and said "Yup. When I was an English teacher, we'd actually use MLP as an example on how bonds and friendships affected the overall impact of themes and tones of certain scenes." Those glares that I got were quickly changed into surprised looks. I ended up talking about Discord and how he's a weirdo for a solide 6 minutes with my teacher until I went back to work on my music theory.

This isn't to say that it's wrong to not know the origins of songs, I don't want people to take that sort of message away from this post. I just wanted to say that without that context, you can confuse people. It also doesn't hurt to learn, and can sometimes be fun. Of course, not all songs have super cool stories, but many do! One I like to think about is Lolicons by Miraie. Suggestive name, I know. The song's essentially just about how lolicons are disgusting. From lolicons, he realised that he liked to sing in his songs. He ended up making more songs under this persona of his: lil miraie. lil miraie was a persona made to essentially make fun of mumble rappers. After that, he made his very first song that wasn't a shitpost. fantasy world. This time instead of his persona being lil miraie, he was just miraie. fantasy world showed to Miraie that he could pursue singing and making music. This story always just makes me happy. I love Miraie, and have been following him for years. Ever since he first released Lolicons, all the way to now. He's grown so much.

Sorry, I went on a tangent. I basically just wanted to let people know that there's a lot more to some songs than meets the eye! Not all songs have this special trait, but the ones that do normally have a distinct personality. That's all, bye for now!

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I started watching "I Got a Cheat Skill in Another World and Became Unrivaled in the Real World, Too" (tw anxiety, bullying, abuse, suicide)

I haven't really gotten that far into it. Hell, I only got through one and a half episodes. From what I've seen online, this anime is supposedly starting off strong and it's gonna fall off. I just kind of want to talk a little bit about what I think about it and talk about the general themes it goes over.

In the first episode, our protagonist is an overweight guy. He just graduated from middle school, so I'm going to assume he's anywhere from 14 - 15. It talks about how he's been overweight since he's been in kindergarten, and that his parents have been ashamed of even raising him. Even his siblings bully and make fun of him. When I say bully, I mean he gets beat up a lot. From this first episode, we can generally see that he gets physically abused by tons of people around him, and he just deals with it because he knows that he doesn't have the strength to fight back. Not just physical strength, but also emotionally.

The only person that didn't treat him this way was his grandfather. His grandfather was someone that always just wanted to see this kid do his best. When his grandfather had passed away, he left the deed to the house, along with everything in it, to our protagonist. This kid's parents ended up just taking the house and everything anyways, completely ignoring the grandfather's and the kid's wishes. Soon enough, the parents got really sick of having to deal with our protagonist, and they ended up saying that the kid can have everything (as he should have), as long as he cuts off all sorts of communication with the family. He ended up doing so, however despite this, his siblings still bully him and tell him to kill himself. Now, he survives purely off of part-time jobs, in which he also gets bullied by his co-workers. While walking home, he discovers a woman who's being forced against her will to go along with some men. Our protagonist decided to step in and try to stop this whole interaction, and whilst doing so, he got beat up by everyone. When the police come, the men have already fled. The protagonist walks home covered in bruises and blood, only to be met with the suicidal messages that his siblings have left written on his front door.

If it didn't sound obvious already, our protagonist has PTSD and social anxiety. He's an introverted person with a very low level of self-esteem, and I really started to relate to him this way. Not necessarily through experiencing the same sort of things that he's been through, but in the sense that I empathize with him in his general actions.

Later on in the first episode, he finds his grandfather had a secret room filled with all sorts of trinkets that he'd accumulated when travelling all over the world. This is where the isekai part comes in. I wouldn't really call this a proper isekai, but more of a 0.5 isekai. Mainly because he hasn't died, and is able to travel in between worlds however he likes. This one action caused him to change his appearance practically overnight, and now he's a hot anime character. Wow. He goes back to school where everyone sees him and goes "wow hot boy". When he goes to his class, his former bullies meet him and ask if he's a transfer student, and as expected from PTSD, he tenses up. By this point in the story, he still hasn't had a proper look at himself in the mirror because he broke his own mirror at home out of pure shame. Those bullies and his own siblings were shocked at the information that he was who he was because of the sudden glow up.

Turns out that the woman that our protagonist saved was part of the student council of a super fancy schmancy school that's only for the elite of the elite. She's here to get him to enroll in her school because of how indebted she felt to him. The protagonist's siblings were saying that they'd be a far better suit for the school than him, and that they should go instead. The lady says that she's done enough to research to figure out what kinds of horrendous acts that they've done to him, and firmly refuses them. Our protagonist ends up going over to take a look, and doesn't want to give in and just enroll. It's mainly because of his massive inferiority complex and low self-esteem.

This specific section is where I currently am in the story. The protagonist being all tense because he thinks that everyone hates him, and him just observing how classes work. The one thing I really want to talk about is how he viewed everything. He said that the classes weren't all that different from the classes at his former school, but the students were much more proactive. This sort of setting really hit me for some reason. It hit me enough to write out this entire damn thing. I found out in my last year of high school that the people you hang out with are what help you change as a person. You can change all on your own, but it's extremely difficult to do so. I learned that being friends with proactive people resulted in me being more proactive in general. I remember all of the people around me that used to put the music stands and chairs away after each rehearsal. I didn't really care personally and I just ended up walking off. But once I was friends with those people, it really made me want to stick around and help put things away too. It didn't stop at putting away music stands though. I had a friend in marketing that would always help the teacher whenever he needed help with anything. Whether it was helping move desks, helping him move anything he ordered, or just cleaning up after classes, he would always say "why don't you stay for a little longer? I want to talk to you a bit more." That experience alone helped me to really break out of my nervous shell, and it helped me meet more people than I could've possibly imagined. I don't think he knows about any of this, but I feel really grateful to him. Back to my original point, I think that being with proactive people really changed who I was as a person. Even if people didn't notice it, I felt it.

That final sentence is when my hands finally stopped tapping on this keyboard. I genuinely felt so extremely grateful to the people I met because of high school. Regardless of if anyone actually sees or reads any of this, know that I really appreciate you. To all of my friends who take the time to read this, I love you more than you could imagine. Even if we hadn't known each other for too long, I love you from the bottom of my heart. You've probably changed me in more ways than I can count, and you've made me really accept who I am as a person. I truly feel loved when I'm with you all. Through late night calls and those horrifying late night Minecraft sessions, I just wanted to let you know that I genuinely feel loved from you. That's all. I love you. A lot. I'll stop typing before I start crying.

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On one side, we have William Shakespeare, a literary genius known for his plays, sonnets, and eloquent use of language. Shakespeare was not known for his physical prowess, but he had a sharp mind and was a master of words. On the other side, we have Jack the Ripper, a notorious serial killer who terrorized the streets of London in the late 19th century. Jack the Ripper was a master of stealth, and his brutal killings showed that he was not afraid to get his hands dirty.

In terms of tools and strategies, Shakespeare would likely rely on his quick wit and rhetorical skill to outmaneuver his opponent. He might use his knowledge of the human psyche to play mind games with Jack, perhaps even quoting lines from his plays to distract him. Jack, on the other hand, would likely use his skill in stealth and his experience in killing to try and take Shakespeare by surprise.

Now, let's imagine the battle beginning in dramatic fashion. We see Shakespeare sitting in his study, pen in hand, working on his latest masterpiece. Suddenly, the door bursts open and in walks Jack the Ripper, his knife glinting in the candlelight. Shakespeare leaps to his feet, his quill snapping in his hand as he backs away from his assailant.

But Jack is too quick, and he lunges forward, aiming for Shakespeare's throat. Shakespeare manages to dodge, but Jack continues to pursue him, his knife flashing in the air. Shakespeare scrambles around his desk, looking for something, anything to use as a weapon.

Suddenly, he spots a candlestick on the desk and grabs it, swinging it at Jack's head with all his might. The candlestick connects with Jack's temple, sending him reeling backward. Shakespeare seizes the opportunity and lunges forward, plunging the broken end of the candlestick into Jack's chest.

But Jack is not so easily defeated. He manages to grab Shakespeare's arm and twists it painfully, causing him to drop the candlestick. Jack then grabs Shakespeare by the collar and slams him against the wall, his knife pressed against Shakespeare's throat.

It looks like all is lost for the Bard, but suddenly he remembers a line from his play "Hamlet". "To be or not to be," he gasps out, his voice shaking with fear and adrenaline. "That is the question." Jack is momentarily taken aback, giving Shakespeare the opening he needs to twist out of his grasp and run for the door.

But Jack is not done yet. He chases after Shakespeare, his knife glinting in the dim light. Shakespeare, running as fast as he can, spies a loose flagstone in the floor and quickly kicks it up, sending it flying towards Jack's face.

The stone hits its mark, causing Jack to stumble and drop his knife. Shakespeare, seeing his chance, picks up the knife and plunges it into Jack's back. Jack falls to the ground, gasping for breath, as Shakespeare stands over him, victorious.

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what the hell was I on yesterday what did I type out

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A hypothetical situation with someone going through it and a succubus showing up out of nowhere. All of this came to me while I was in the bathroom washing my hands

Man: "I just don't think I can go on anymore. The amount of shit I have to deal with is just so grating, and I genuinely don't know how much longer I can keep going on..."

*enter succubus*

Succubus: "Hey there, you doing alright? I think you'll feel a lot better if you just have some s-"

Man: "I'm sorry, I just can't deal with you right now. I just... I can't do this shit anymore."

Succubus: "Don't worry, I get it. Just have some sex and you'll feel bett-"

Man: "Y'know, my boss and coworkers just keep on dumping shit onto my plate because I'm the only one in this godforsaken office that can do anything around here. People around the office don't even know half the problems that come up, not even my boss. Somehow, I'm the only one in the office that actually knows how to deal with all of these problems. I know the solutions, I work overtime, and I help out with almost everyone here in this office. Why won't they just give me a raise? I've been working here for over a decade and I haven't gotten anywhere."

Succubus: "Um... I don't think I'm really qualified for this but I can help out with any pent up stress if you want?"

Man: "I don't have any reason to get out of bed anymore. I work on holidays, and I don't even get shown any appreciation for it. I feel like I'm being dragged through literal hell."

Succubus: "Man, I don't even think they treat people this poorly in hell. If anything, hell looks like paradise compared to whatever you're dealing with."

Man: "Is it really that much better? I've honestly been carrying all of this baggage and all of this weight for too long. The stress and anxiety that I feel just driving to work is indescribable. Hell, I get exhausted just by walking into the front door. I can't keep doing this forever."

Succubus: "I think I'm gonna go. I still need to meet my quota, and-"

Man: "Please, stay just a little longer. After one more thing I'll let you go."

Succubus: "Alright, fine. I'm on the clock, but I guess I'll hear you out."

Man: "When I was young, our family was poor. It got to the point where my parents couldn't take it anymore, and just up and left one day. I think because of that, I'm unable to form any permanent attachments. I don't trust anyone anymore, and I don't even trust myself. This has been eating away at me for years, and I've only recently realised why I've been feeling this way. I'm just trying as hard as I can. Doing whatever I can to put food on my plate. Do you think it'll ever end? I haven't even talked about how much the current state of the world has been affecting me mentally."

Succubus: "Y'know what? Why don't you just come down to hell? It's honestly much better down there. All this bullshit about 'eternal suffering' or whatever the hell they say, it's not true. You're a fucking champ for enduring all of this shit. If I were carrying all that weight myself, personally, I would've just let it crush me. The fact that you've been so strong in being able to hold your own weight for so long is honestly pretty admirable. Just come with me alright? I'll show you a proper reward. I can pull some strings and get you in an office with an actual PROPER workspace, where you're appreciated for your work. That sound alright to you?"

Man: "Please. I'll do anything to get in there."

Succubus: "Tell ya what, I'll take you if you help me meet my quota for the night. Does that sound good?"

Man: "Deal."

And then the man and the succubus did the thing and the succubus got him a job in demon government where all of his demon co-workers loved him.

The end.

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My two favorite Servants, Da Vinci and Oberon, share some similarities! The keyword being "some"

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I find it odd that not a single person has mentioned or even talked about how the largest VTuber corporation used the word "headcanon" in an official post for a completely serious debut to their new generation

The second image is indeed my prediction if you're wondering

#hololive #holostars #vtuber

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For some reason I feel like talking about this. One time when I was younger, I used to sleep in the same bed as my mom because I was too scared to sleep on my own. Y'know, general kid stuff. I distinctly remember one time I woke up back in my own room. I knew that I was too much of a baby to sleep in my room, so when I asked my mom what happened, she told me that I woke up and told her that I just HAD to get out of bed because there was a caterpillar crawling about somewhere in there. She didn't sleep in it for about a week.

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I am literally unable to process how many emotions My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic makes me feel. Legitimately the only series where I will cry over and over again when listening to the music.

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I love seeing my little baby men pop up whenever I open this app

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Post Graduation

It's crazy how liberating it feels to finally be away from the academic system. I really just need some time for myself. If you couldn't tell already, this is just going to be another one of those posts where I go off on whatever it is that's on my mind. I feel like graduating is a double-edged sword, weirdly enough. I'm taking a gap year personally because I just feel like I need a break from whatever the hell is going on in my life, and academics definitely aren't helping. Listening to what literally every other person in my life has said, it's a good idea that I decided to take a year off to figure out what it is I really feel like doing. Teachers and friends have said that I've made a good decision, and that some people just aren't prepared for post-secondary education yet. My family (besides my aunt and uncle) seems to be reacting like I'm committing a crime against the family and shall be punished with bullying.

I'm enjoying what feels like the final summer break of my life, and my family is getting mad at me for it. I decided to make a deal with them (though it was more of a compromise). I told them that after I turned 18, I'd get a job. Seems simple enough, right? Well, it's pretty simple, yes. The only issue is that my mom signed me up for a Christian summer camp that starts in a little over a week. Both my parents are getting mad at me for not getting a job, but if I get a job in a week or so, what do I tell my boss? Do I tell them I'm taking time off even though I literally just got hired? Do I tell the people at the summer camp that I'm sorry I can't go? This is what I call "a fucking stupid scenario". My parents want me to write a resume, and so I'm starting. It's like they want me to have it done as soon as possible. Once I send out my things, then what? I just find this entire situation to be stupid. I rambled on for an entire paragraph, so I'm just going to start another one.

The feeling of "finally being an adult" isn't a good one. Great, now what? I don't feel a sense of accomplishment. I don't feel like I'm prepared to do great and amazing things for the world. I just feel like myself. I feel like in September, I'm going to be going back to school. Life doesn't get any easier from this point. It's going to get a lot harder. The only relief that I'll have from this point onward is that I won't have to live with my parents anymore. That doesn't stop things from being difficult, but it definitely helps. I'm just so done with how my life is right now. Recently I've been wanting to change that which is awesome, but this is the chapter of my life that I'm currently on. I'll get over all of this one day. My methods may be questionable, but it'll happen.

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