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this is really not going to be good huh.
I can’t see media coverage of billionaires launching themselves into space just for funsies without thinking about how horrible, how just... pure evil, you would have to be to think that you, personally, deserve to do whatever the fuck you want and have useless ultrabillionaire hobbies, no matter how stupid and wasteful, while people literally suffer and die from an ongoing pandemic and can’t afford healthcare, while children go hungry, while homelessness is on the rise and climate change is actively causing raging wildfires and floods and storms that are destroying people’s homes... If you can look at all of that and then look at your literal cartoonish pile of gold and think “I’m going to take myself to space”??? Fuck you
egg? egg
egg
being poor is traumatic. even if you’re not homeless or starving. never being able to get anything nice for yourself, never being able to go out to eat without feeling guilty, never being able to do anything fun that isn’t free, making you housebound in bad weather because you can’t afford to go to a cafe or a movie. it takes a toll. being poor under capitalism makes your life a waking nightmare. this post must be reblogged by everyone.
A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.
hello tumblr i had a dream about a cat that everyone loved named Soupy so i wanted to draw her for you
we need to kill britney’s dad
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this is so fucking good. ive read it like 7 times on here and ao3
i hope i don’t burden you (if i do, i do)
summary: spencer can remember with startling clarity the moment his team stopped believing in him. or the moment he realized it, at least
(in which spencer never remembered lindsey, and was found guilty of murder)
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cw: prison, violence, drug abuse/drug addiction, inhumane treatment of incarcerated people, minor character death (car accident), allusions to rape (it doesnt happen tho), a vague line that could be interpreted as suicidal ideation, angst, hopelessness, very ramble-y
a/n: i wrote this back in february and never posted it because it was supposed to be the beginning of a longer fic (with an actual plot lmao), but i got super stuck and unmotivated with writing the rest of it so this just…sat untouched in my wips folder for 4 months lmao. anyway, i actually like this bit alot and i decided that, since in all likelihood im never going to get around to writing the rest, id just post this part as a oneshot (well, really its more like a long drabble lol)
wc: 2.6k
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Spencer can remember with startling clarity the moment his team stopped believing in him. Or the moment he realized it, at least.
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It’s nine months after his trial, the trial that resulted in the life sentence still keeping him trapped in a six-by-eight cell. Emily is sitting across from him in the visitation room. Spencer can tell that she’s gotten a haircut since the last time he saw her. She’s talking to him, letting him know the team is still looking into Scratch but that no new evidence is turning up.
She’s telling him that they’re getting swamped with cases. That the bureau is starting to catch on, to get suspicious that the team is trying to free a convicted felon. She’s telling him they might have to put his case on the back burner for a while.
He’s feeling particularly desperate today, particularly on edge - he’s just spent almost a week in SHU after someone tried to jump him in the showers over commissary soap. After he fought back because he knew the correctional officers would write him up no matter what, and if I’m gonna get in trouble either way, I might as well throw a few punches before we get found out.
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not to sound like a total slut but oh boy it would be so nice to have a really long hug and some reassurance
hey what is buzzfeed unsolved about?
would you prefer to learn French or Italian before you die?
the threatening aura of this message reads like it was sent by the duolingo owl
Ted bundy isn't ugly, you're just a lesbian
Congratulations, this is the worst ask I’ve ever gotten
me every moment of everyday
Me all this weekend and probably for the rest of my life
update: i finished my mobster, im now scrolling through christmas tik toks and its 12:30 am so....
am i drinking a monster and listening to christmas music at 10 pm?
maybe this is where it goes to shit, like really goes to shit
am i drinking a monster and listening to christmas music at 10 pm?
maybe this is where it goes to shit, like really goes to shit
happy Thursday the 20th
this is the 7th time i’ve heard/seen this joke and i don’t nt like that
fuck yeah dude, i love spec art
If this post gets
60,000 notes by my 24th birthday (13th August, 2021) I’ll make/self-publish an art book with all my ace spec art in it...
Are fedoras really that bad?
YES YES THEY ARE