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byronicjamie:

^this

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mysharona1987:

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manywinged:

sore throats might be the stupidest response to illness i’ve ever experienced. oh you want to eat? drink?? breathe air??? TEN THOUSAND KNIVES ATTACK

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existennialmemes:

Ok it’s very funny to laugh at Tuxedo Mask for showing up and doing nothing, but his job was never to actually fight the monsters.

His job was just to show up and believe in Sailor Moon so overwhelmingly resolutely that she remembers she’s a fucking demigod long enough for HER to fight the monsters.

Because she’s the only one strong enough to do it in the first place, and in this regard Tuxedo Mask is the first example of being “Kenough” in this essay I will

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octobersociety:

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starwarsfilms:

Somebody has to save our skins.

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the-force-awakens:

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doubleca5t:

you promise?

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liberalsarecool:

I stand with the civilians.

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brucesterling:

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weaver-z:

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man’s memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey’s paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

you don’t control who lives who dies who tells your story

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hedgehog-moss:

I was making chitchat with the woman who works at the plant nursery and I mentioned that two baby trees I bought the other day aren’t doing too well, their leaves are yellowing, maybe I’m watering them too much? what could be behind this phenomenon? and she looked like she was trying to find a gentle way to phrase it but then gave up and just said plainly, “Autumn.”

another social interaction that will come back to haunt me at 3am five years from now

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