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traedemoellen · 5 years
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Always shit on good people, they’ll make sure to wipe up after you, anyways.
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I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money. 
“A scam” people are fucking wild.  
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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Marvel directors: Even when actors like Chris Evans do their own stunts, we make sure they’re VERY wired in and rehearse a lot before filming. We also add dangerous weapons in in post so there’s no chance of danger, even with a prop. :)
Good Omens directors: We’re making David Tennant DRIVE A FLAMING CAR and IF HE DIES, HE DIES
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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Just a reminder that Vincent van Gogh did not eat yellow paint to make himself feel happy, he ate paint, and drank different chemicals because he was suicidal and this is why he was not allowed in his studio while having breakdowns. He also did not paint starry night and his other great works because he was depressed, he painted most of them while he was in recovery and demonstrated his hopefulness and love of the world through this. Most of his great works were painted from his room at a hospital. Van Gogh’s depression should not be glorified. His hope and effort toward a better life, as well as his recovery from depression should be glorified.
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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Min kæreste har en teori om at, alt efter hvor godt han knepper mig i løbet af aftenen/natten/ morgenen, jo flere bananpandekager laver jeg til ham (os) om morgenen.
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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Hvis der er nogen race, der fortjener at uddø, så er det os. Ikke dyrene. Vi bor kun til leje hos Moder Natur. Det har vi glemt, men det skal vi nok blive mindet om, når vi ender med at udslette os selv, fordi vi har udslettet alt andet omkring os
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The world is in tears after Notre Dame, meanwhile we sit idle by as marvels millions of years in the making (eg: The Great Barrier Reef, The Amazon Rainforest) continue to degrade through our actions.
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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For Guds skyld lad dig selv leve, ikke bare en gang i mellem, men i hvert minut. Også selvom andre synes du gør det forkert, selvom de prøver at holde dig fast i deres valg. Du er din og sådan MÅ du leve, for hvis liv er det ellers?
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i wanna know who i couldve been without the abuse
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Han havde mange af sine gode dage, men indimellem var han lidt for påtrængende og krævede min kropslige nærvær, selv når jeg sagde nej tak. Han var endda venlig nok til at hjælpe mig i tøjet igen, efter vores gøren og laden.
Nok tog hans ikke min mødom, af hvad jeg ved, men han vidste at når man kilder en person så ryger deres parader hurtigt ned og de kan ikke forsvare sig selv det mindste. Nu om dage er jeg ved at få et panik anfald, når folk helt uskyldigt kilder mig, bare for sjov.
Han var endda så venlig, elskværdig og en vidunderlig mand, når vi ikke var alene, og ja endda selv når vi var, i en sådan grad at han fik min fulde prepubertære alders empathy og sympaty for at han jo ikke skulle i ende i fængsel, for dét han gjorde. Han sagde jo at han godt vidste at hvad dét ‘vi’ gjorde var forkert. Men var det virkelig noget han skulle spærres indenfor, så han aldrig kunne hjælpe min familie igen, da han jo var handymanden der klarede alle de hårdere nødvendige ting?
Jeg bad om hjælp, men jeg tror egentligt bare at de troede det havde været et enkeltstående mareridt, siden jeg aldrig nævnte det igen. Hun lovede jo at have talt med manden og han havde forsikret hende om, at han aldrig ville gøre noget der ville få mig til at føle mig så krænket, igen. Altså, lige indtil at vi var alene sammen endnu engang.
Og selv nu, 10 år efter, spørger jeg mig selv igen og igen, om det nu virkelig var så slemt? Alt imens at jeg gang på gang græder mig selv i søvn, igen og igen.
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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“The tyrant dies and his rule is over, the martyr dies and his rule begins.”
— Søren Kierkegaard, Journals
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traedemoellen · 5 years
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Søger flere mennesker i mit liv, der bare gerne vil sidde på en cafe eller restaurant og dele en flaske vin og sniksnakke om alt mellem himmel og jord. Det er en alt for undervurderet beskæftigelse
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