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Chasing Tail

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A Part Of Me

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Fucking, God, and Life: <p><a href="http://celticpyro.tumblr.com/post/170733391944/whiskeyismylover-joan-of-heart" class="tumblr_blog">celticpyro</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="https://whiskeyismylover.tumblr.com/post/166600168188/joan-of-heart-thelonelybrilliance" class="tumblr_blog">whiskeyismylover</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://joan-of-heart.tumblr.com/post/166597324116/thelonelybrilliance-aethersea" class="tumblr_blog">joan-of-heart</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://thelonelybrilliance.tumblr.com/post/166592226259/aethersea-jumpingjacktrash" class="tumblr_blog">thelonelybrilliance</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://aethersea.tumblr.com/post/165692962385/jumpingjacktrash-saffronheliotrope-zorped" class="tumblr_blog">aethersea</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://jumpingjacktrash.tumblr.com/post/165267277889/saffronheliotrope-zorped-izhunny" class="tumblr_blog">jumpingjacktrash</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://saffronheliotrope.tumblr.com/post/165266901199/zorped-izhunny-ladyoftheteaandblood" class="tumblr_blog">saffronheliotrope</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://zorped.tumblr.com/post/153079575445">zorped</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://izhunny.tumblr.com/post/153079380003">izhunny</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ladyoftheteaandblood.tumblr.com/post/153066727749">ladyoftheteaandblood</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mydigitaldaydreams.tumblr.com/post/153064443161">mydigitaldaydreams</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lonegirleek.tumblr.com/post/94010790755">lonegirleek</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://soullesshusk.tumblr.com/post/49492511772">soullesshusk</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://strangersatthemall.tumblr.com/post/49379910807">strangersatthemall</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://negacrow.tumblr.com/post/49347063807">negacrow</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://nightmareloki.tumblr.com/post/49341466765">nightmareloki</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://newvagabond.tumblr.com/post/49335924654">newvagabond</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>Omfg.</p> </blockquote> <p>OH MY GOD</p> </blockquote> <p>Well, that was unexpected.</p> </blockquote> <p>whAT EVEN IS GOING ON&gt;??</p> </blockquote> <p>ok Iโ€™ve seen this like 8 times on my dash and ignored it but now I finally watched it because I was like โ€œokay this has to be SOMETHING good because everyone I fucking follow is reblogging itโ€<br/><br/>I was not fucking let down at all.</p> </blockquote> <p>I did not know I needed this in my life</p> </blockquote> <p>I needed to see this againโ€ฆ</p> </blockquote> <p>You must watch <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mY6yA6M5v6N7EFfXN7BbEyQ">@tomhiddleston-kikibfairy</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mFknBl5RvEwJmgQKl3v1YnA">@ourladybinxthings</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mjG-hBUN3IwKY2EWTOpj5Kw">@izhunny</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m7quM89zX0QXfi7WwJOox8A">@mrshiddelston</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mEOEoye_Lci0EQbTFevsdDA">@maevecurrywrites</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mqsYDT08DziD6MrK9lN4i-w">@ancientfinnishgoddess</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/myAzeRxcBvtLsFLgbtJgqUA">@angryschnauzer</a> and all</p> </blockquote> <p>I love this silliness and itโ€™s going on my blog finally.</p> </blockquote> <p>WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH</p> </blockquote> <p>Every time this comes up on my dash Iโ€™m already cry-laughing in anticipation before I even hit play</p> </blockquote> <p style="">my face hurts from grinning<br/></p> </blockquote> <p>look no matter what you are expecting from this video, youโ€™re mistaken and you should watch it to find out why</p> </blockquote> <p>WHAT</p> </blockquote> <p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mv7Ua82V0o6ffNT1GRJ7Wdg">@undernightskys</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mebWT8NVevr-ZQdK6JWAnvg">@fireflyclasstransport</a> </p> </blockquote> <p>Oh my gosh ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚</p> </blockquote> <p style="">wut<br/></p></blockquote>
Complex, Lol, and Memes: MOOD DISORDER SOUNDS BULLSHIT SLHTLY BETTER ARTICULATED moGD DisoRDER MoaD DISORDER How HORRID FOR yoU EXTREMELY WELL ARTICULPTED ENOTONAL EXPERIENCE t ใงECOVTEXT" OF BEING A PERSON LOL SAME I find the mental illness and relatability thing very interesting. I think the gradual normalisation of being open about emotional experiences and feelings in general is ace. And I think creating images and words about mental illness can also expose some of the giant flaws with the rigidity of the psychiatric model when it comes to the DSM (preoccupations with fitting into one label-one box-one specific set of symptoms are challenged when you see or read stuff you relate to by someone with a different Dx, for example. This is positive). Sharing drawings and being related to has helped me see my own issues as a much more complex Web of Stuff than whatever clinical list of bullet points I may resemble most closely. Two or three years ago I think the dialogue in the bottom image would have pissed me off. "How dare anyone who didn't have severe illness relate to my experience?" Etc. I self-perpetuated negative beliefs about myself and my behaviours because I'd been treated as "young woman with X, Y, Z Disorders" for so long. And I really thought everything I felt-went through must have been because of some psychiatric acronyms. Then I thought some more and realised what people were probably relating to at large was my human experience; My insecurities and fears and happiness and silliness and all the threads of my personality that run independent of my illness or labels i'd had lobbed at me. We are multi-threaded, and they can feed into one another, but blimey do we all have shit going on. This is a right ramble from what is probably a giant can o' worms, but I just find it interesting ya know? I like how the platforms we have for expression now can open up these little corners of mutual understanding-solidarity that might otherwise have not been there.
Memes, ๐Ÿค–, and Who: viv nv rly Who would win (a silly question when we have SAITAMA there) . . . . . . . .

Who would win (a silly question when we have SAITAMA there) . . . . . . . .

All Lives Matter, All Lives Matter, and Kool Aid: I'm over at this one girl crib because her parents don't give a fuck about her and they never home. It's me, my boy Rodger and two other girls. Rachel and Kelly. They was in the kitchen whipping up some food while we was watching the super bowl. Rodger bet me big money on this game. Rachel and Kelly came out the kitchen Minutes later with straight disrespect. They tried to whip us up some fried chicken but ain't know how to cook. She put the frozen wings in the oven and left it on broil. Them baby chicks died in vain. Rachel & Kelly went in the kitchen to get some juice I tossed them wings under the couch so quick. I heard them make a "Dud" sound against the wall. Rachel and Kelly come back out with more food like I made y'all some hot dogs too. Hot dogs was also burnt. No reason why a Oscar Meyer frank should look like a stapler. The Kool aid was hella diluted. White girls cant cook so you know I had to pull out my emergency bag of hot Cheetos. Half time approaching and Falcons straight annihilating the Pats. This game was over. It was clear I was about to lose the bet. Kelly comes in like "New England is beating the patriots omg yay". Rachel replies no silly it's the pigeons vs patriots. At this point I knew my bro Rodger had to have found these bitches form back-page. Rodger takes Kelly in the other room and I'm left with Rachel. Lady Gaga about to come out with some witchcraft when Rachel shuts off the tv. She's like I got a halftime show for you. I'm thinking things about to be lit. WRONG. Shorty slipped out of her snuggy and begin to give me a lap dance. She smelt like straight Wet Nickels and All lives matter. I was not having this bro. My nigga Rodger in the next room crushing cheeks. I'm crying on the couch praying for a miracle. Kelly says she'll brb and goes to the bathroom. I take a knee like Kapernick like God show me a way. I look in the corner of my eye and see a escape rope. I respawned outside and walked my ass home. By the time I get to the crib I see the Falcons pull a Golden state and choke. I won the bet Sunday. I haven't seen Rodger since. Pray for him them bitches prob kidnaped him. I just want my money yo.