Luca Is Once Again Enabling Me To Get That Sweet Sweet Lgbt Rep Under My Parents Noses. It Doesn't Have

Hey reblog this with a weird thing that made you realize you were in a cult, I'll go first.

Commentary channels were huge for me because they had to lay out their evidence and reasoning in a logical way, which is in stark contrast to supposedly well argued religious talks. But especially videoes bashing and explaining multi-level marketing schemes?! They discuss how these groups mislead existing members and their manipulative recruiting methods. Meanwhile I'm there agreeing that this are bad and even cult-like policies while in a evangelical doomsday group like "why is this so familiar 🤔..."

I'm at a full time internship and I've come to the conclusion I'm not career driven. As a witness who decided to go to a four year university I'm seen as nearly career obsessed because I've simply dedicated time to get a job. Its frankly sacrilegious that I'm working full time as a young adult. When I talk about what I study at all they are uncomfortable and push the conversation to how "Jehovah can use my talents". While people typically won't call me out they are always "concerned". They'll start treating me like a pet project they can 'fix'. This has led to my perception that I must love work, when really, I just dont want to hate my job like most witnesses.

These people who are ignorant and gullible enough to buy into that 'masculine and feminine energy' garbage that gets peddled around TikTok and other platforms can speak for themselves. My masculine and feminine energy live in perfect harmony with each other. They have definitely kissed with tongue. They are sucking and fucking as we speak. They hype each other up. They love, respect and admire the other. Where one goes, the other follows. Separating them is a fool's errand.

This and the fic based on it are just art bro

lmao i did this for the angst, but yeah fuck it, in my au bakugou slaps kirishima and drinks the poison anyway while glaring at kirishima and they get married. the end

Honestly, Rick Rolling is the best practical joke ever. Like, there’s nothing offensive or mean  spirited about it. It’s just like “Oops you thought there would be something else here but it’s ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’.” which isn’t even a bad song. It’s fairly enjoyable to listen to. There’s no jumpscares, no screaming, no ill will. Just Rick Astley telling you he’s never going to give you up. I think that’s great. “You fell into my trap! Here, listen to this completely benign song that will have no negative effect on you.” 

After everything with moving away, leaving the cult, graduating, making real friends, and being able to be openly queer... I still miss my parents so much

They treated me awful and still haven't really apologized. They're all sad I'm not in contact with them but have done nothing besides decide "I guess we should stop messaging since they asked us to". This is safer for me but God I want parents. The bond between parent and child and the security of having a guardian to rely on is a privilege ripped away from me.

I love my found family, but wish my biological ones were what I needed and deserved.

Inspired by various tumblr posts.

Humans quickly get a reputation among the interplanetry alliance and the reputation is this: when going somewhere dangerous, take a human.

Humans are tough. Humans can last days without food. Humans heal so fast they pierce holes in themselves or inject ink for fun. Humans will walk for days on broken bones in order to make it to safety. Humans will literally cut off bits of themselves if trapped by a disaster.

You would be amazed what humans will do to survive. Or to ensure the survival of others they feel responsible for.

That’s the other thing. Humans pack-bond, and they spill their pack-bonding instincts everywhere. Sure it’s weird when they talk sympathetically to broken spaceships or try to pet every lifeform that scans as non-toxic. It’s even a little weird that just existing in the same place as them for long enough seems to make them care about you. But if you’re hurt, if you’re trapped, if you need someone to fetch help?

You really want a human.