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revolt.

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|whitney. 20. she/her| your local depressed gay.
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Spongebob Squarepants season 1 episode 17b: Rock Bottom

“This isn’t your average everyday darkness. This is… advanced darkness.”

this episode is a direct root cause of our generation’s severe and widespread mental illness

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ik this wont reach many people but i have to say it. no matter how much you hate yourself, starving yourself is not the answer. it will make everything a hundred times worse and ruin your life. i first developed my ed at 13 and now nearly 7 years later, despite considering myself “recovered”, thoughts of what i look like, what i could look like, and what i have/havent/could have eaten CONSTANTLY consume me. i am at a point where i mostly do not act on those thoughts but it makes my life a living hell to this day and i have come to terms with the fact that i will most likely struggle with these thoughts for the rest of my life. eds do not make you happy with yourself. they just break you down and ruin any relationships. and recovery is a long and painful process that you must actively choose every minute of every day.

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marisatomay

we did all of this hamilton discourse in 2015!!!!!!! if you weren’t around for it then just know it happened and every take possible was had!!!!! go get some juice and log off

The 2015 Hamilton discourse got the point of one healthy able-bodied white american girl pretending to be a disabled middle eastern lesbian couple with HIV so that she could write a modern AU of Hamilton about HIV, who was then caught in the act by another fic writer who had a grudge against her because she’d attacked them for writing a Hamilton AU where the founding fathers are cannibalistic mermaids, and the reason she had attacked them for it was because somehow that was cultural appropriation.

Seriously. Whatever hot take you have about Hamilton, I promise you several dozen people already said it years ago, and if I have to see this shit again I’m going to throw myself into the fucking sun

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while “zuko sent to find one single person who hasnt existed in 100 years and then he actually does” can be very funny in concept, can we just talk about how fucking heartbreaking it must be for iroh? 

like. he knows this is an impossible task. and it does happen–yes! in the first episode, so maybe we don’t even think about it that much! but when ozai tells zuko to go find the avatar, it’s an impossible task. and iroh knows this. and zuko might have everything riding on this, and he’s a kid and hasn’t learned what’s impossible yet, and so he’s plugging his ears and saying “i can do it! i can do it and then dad will love me again!”, but iroh knows the only reason this specific task was assigned is because ozai doesn’t want him. he doesn’t want him back. ozai didn’t want him to betray them so he gave him a little hope, a little “of course i could still love you, you can come back, that’s a possibility, just don’t disappoint me” because, you know, he’s an abusive dick. but iroh knows his brother, and he knows 

i think as a kid, while i loved loved iroh, it was a little hard to reconcile his silly moments with his wise moments. it’s not anymore 

i’m just thinking of the pai sho tile, and how silly it seemed at the time that it was just in his sleeve. silly old man! so forgetful 

no. no, that wasn’t it at all 

because every moment he stalled, every moment he mucked up the plan, every moment he just generally wasn’t helpful, that was another moment where he could still have a chance. where he might get through to zuko. where he could delay what was suddenly now a very real possibility: 

that ozai sent zuko away, but zuko would actually come back, expecting to be loved. and that’s what iroh didn’t want to happen. winning ozai’s love was more unrealistic than finding someone who’d been dead for 100 years, in the end 

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inkskinned

i miss you a lot. i keep thinking about how you looked with your head tilted back, laughing. i’ve lost lovers before and wept over my fingers. but what am i going to cry about this time? you were just my best friend. i still know your birthday and your favorite color and how you feel about lemonade and how you sound singing at the top of your lungs. like, i still think about you at night, wondering if you’re doing alright - but when i reach out, we walk the same six conversations - how’s it going? haha yeah that’s crazy. oh cool! yeah totally. yeah i’m busy too. hope we can see each other soon. i know we’re different people now. but you know. somehow, i still love you.

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