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'cause when it's colder i feel much better

@doomonid / doomonid.tumblr.com

Hey internet, it's Hope. Most of my posts are fiction, music, and Jesus, or some combination of the three. I wanna be a writer when I grow up (heh) and sometimes I draw stuff
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its so funny to me that people on twitter n tiktok are like "ok but porns still banned on tumblr so at least we're better then them" as if they dont have to typ3 w0rd$ I1k3 th!$ to get around their censors

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i want to you to eat deodorant

It just struck me again how casually hardcore the Little House on the Prairie books were. Specifically the later ones in the series, because that’s where the contrast is most noticeable. Like, they’ve settled down. They’re staying in one place, have a fairly stable life, Laura’s worried about growing up and becoming a woman.

And then

They just casually throw in moments like

Laura’s first job involves living with a family where the wife holds a knife over her husband in the middle of the night.

One of the big romantic moments is Almanzo giving her a ride home when it’s 40 below zero and they have to stop a lot so the horses don’t freeze to death from the ice formed by their own breath.

Laura’s teaching school in the middle of nowhere as a tiny (I think she was only 4′9″ when fully grown) fifteen-year-old girl to boys who are older than her and at least twice her size.

And it’s all just presented as part of life on the prairie, because it was life on the prairie, but that doesn’t mean it’s also not totally insane.

im at a restaurant right now and there's this like 16 year old kid sitting at the table next to me completely alone with like 6 racks of ribs. hes eating like 1 rib every 10 seconds and the poor server who was assigned to him has to keep getting him new ribs. ive been here for an hour just watching this kid inhale ribs like he's gonna die the next day. he probably will given the amount of hot sauce he put on them

i cannot stress enough that this is a stick-thin teenage child sitting alone at a restaurant absolutely going to town on these ribs. this child is eating like hes trying to personally rid the world of ribs. i've been timing him, he orders a full other rack of ribs every 2 minutes. this is fucking insane i dont know what to do

I love that Tumblr is like “We got Neil Gaiman to do a question and answer session so send in your questions and maybe he’ll answer them!” as though the man hasn’t spent the last few years hanging out here answering random questions and cementing himself as a widely beloved fixture of this site

“We brought in Neil Gaiman”

the fuck you did, he lives here

“we brought in neil gaiman”

you pulled him unceremoniously from his bed to go sit on the couch is what you did

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“Ao3 needs an algorithm” no it doesn’t, part of the ao3 experience is scrolling through pages of cursed content looking for the one fic you want to read until you get distracted by a summary so cursed that it completely derails your entire search

People out here loving all the wrong CS Lewis quotes. Wake up

Someone please make a cross stitch art using "in the name of the Father and of the Son and if the Holy Ghost, here goes-" and a t-shirt design "Glory be to God I'm tired". I am begging you