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We tried once

To be a normal family

Took a photo with all of the aunts and everyone lined up

Arms over each other's shoulders

That picture is on the wall now

And for it having my family in it, how it makes me think of them, I like it

But I don't like it

For how it makes us look normal.

We don't put our arms over each other's shoulders

We lie on top of each other

Foot in my eye

I'm lying on your spleen

And we hug by squeezing like we'll never let go

I called you a cheese earlier, and it's because I love you that we talk this way

And I wanted cheese

Built a tower from cans and posed

And that's how we say 'i love you'

'i love you' and 'i know' on the poster on your wall

I quote it to make a reference, because I've read it a hundred times,

But I don't like Star Wars.

One way or another, maybe our family is especially odd.

But I don't think normal is real.

We relate oddly, like everyone else.

I don't have aunties

I have aunts

Maybe you have aunties, but you're no more normal than I.

Merry Christmas.

people who don’t wear glasses will never understand the absolute humiliation of dropping your glasses under your bed or in a dark area and feeling around on all fours muttering “my glasses…. where are my glasses” like fucking Velma Dinkley and thinking to yourself BOY WOULD THIS BE A LOT EASIER IF I COUKD FUCKING SEE

LISTEN UP AGAIN KIDS STOP REBLOGGING THIS FUCKING GARBAGE POST. IT IS 100% FUCKING BULLSHIT AND CAN AND MOST DEFINITELY WILL LITERALLY KILL. DO YOU NOT SEE WARNING LABELS THAT SAY “DO NOT INDUCE VOMITING”? THEY AREN’T FUCKING AROUND. YOU CAN FUCKING BURN THEIR ESOPHAGUS BY CAUSING VOMITING, CAUSE CHOKING, DROWNING, OR MAKE IT WORSE! AGAIN DO NOT FORCE ANYTHING DOWN ANYONE’S THROAT. THEY. CAN. DROWN. IF SOMEONE IS LOSING CONCIOUSNESS ALL THE CHIT CHAT IN THE WORLD WILL NOT PREVENT IT AT THAT POINT THEY ARE IN SERIOUS DANGER. “Buuut i don’t wanna take them to the hospital!!!” WELL SUNSHINE GLAD YOU’D RATHER HAVE A DEAD FRIEND THAN A LIVING ONE BUT YOU’RE IN LUCK CALL FUCKING POISON CONTROL. THEY ARE NOT THE COPS. THEY WILL HELP YOU. AND IF THEY SAY GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL YOU GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL. NO EXCUSES. 0. NONE. I have seen this shit cross my dash SO MANY TIMES so PLEASE fucking reblog this and prevent some well meaning idiot from accidentally killing someone they love!

Coming back to Tumblr after months like 'ah, my old friend.'

Anyways this morning the pastor was on fire that dude has some God-given talent

Talking about churches getting corrupted from the inside and having the courage not to compromise on your beliefs, even if society says things like same-sex marriage and premarital sex are ok

It was fire honestly

Not where you grew up. Not where you’ll be living soon. Where you’re living right now.

Image id #3:

Luigi is looking at a bush and Mario is cooking something. Toad says 'Well it's not like he forgot everything. Amnesia doesn't really work like that.'

(To peach and Mario) 'But what do I know? I'm just 2 toads in a lab coat. The toad on the bottom says 'Hello! You know... Smells are a powerful trigger for memories.' and then, on top of Mario cooking again, 'why not try a scent from your childhood?'

Luigi is looking at a bush again. Blurry, black-and-white Mario shouts 'Luigi! Dinner time!' and Luigi looks at a name tag that says 'My name is Luigi.'

Luigi goes inside and Mario sits him down in a chair in from of some spaghetti and meatballs. Luigi says 'This smells just like my Mama's!' Mario says 'I used ricetta della Mama!' Luigi asks 'How did you get my Mama... ma... ma... ma... ma... ma... ma...'

Luigi looks like he has a headache and a montage of past images goes by: Mario and Luigi getting carried by a stork, them in their animal costumes dancing together, Luigi holding a rope for Mario, and Mario and Luigi riding the same kart in mariokart, all with little yellow and green translucent toads and stars and green translucent eyes, nose, and mustache in the center.

A picture of little Mario and Luigi cheering as (probably) their mother takes the lid off some spaghetti.

Luigi yells 'Mario!' and Mario yells 'Luigi!' and they hug and cry.

End of image id

Halp is this how you do it

"how could Odysseus hurt a god it doesn't make sense-"

Me, unable to stop thinking about preteen Percy Jackson, with no god help nor special tools besides his sword nor the sheer rage and force of will of an adult man who's suffered for 20 years trying to get home, making Ares bleed ichor on the beach: ....No yeah this tracks to me tbh

Happy 75th human rights day!!! 75 years ago today, the universal declaration of human rights was signed. Let's keep working towards its being followed everywhere. Teamwork makes the dream work!

Part 2

Clark, Lois, and Jimmy found themselves atop the roof of a generic skyscraper (very illegally) twenty minutes later. A man was there, and he looked nervous- not just about the height.

He jumped as the three reporters clambered over the top of the highest window and onto the roof.

"Why did we have to meet here?" Jimmy asked. "It seems... overly dangerous."

"Had to... had to find a covert location. Luthor has eyes all over the city. This place... it's an old tradition, ever since it was built. No cameras up here, ever. And clearly there aren't any people. Ronald Hart, by the way." The small, mostly bald man chuckled nervously. He looked a bit stressed. You probably can't imagine why.

Clark stayed clear of the edge. He might be able to fly, but he wasn't keen on his friends and Mr. Hart knowing that.

"Mr. Hart, you told us you had concrete proof of corruption at Lexcorp?" Lois asked.

"Yes, that's right." he said, as if he had forgotten for a moment what he was doing on top of an eleven- story skyscraper. He shakily removed a small file folder from the back of his coat. "It's all in here. In you hand now. I need to go."

Even Lois didn't try to pry. They helped him back into the top floor, and all took separate elevators down, except Clark and Lois, since there were only three elevators.

Clark, after tripping and grabbing the elevator handrail for support, cleared his throat awkwardly.

"So... Lois. Any... particular plans this weekend?"

"Not sure." she answered." Depends on what it takes to get the dirt." she pulled out the folder and opened it curiously. As soon as she saw what was inside, she gasped. Quickly, she passed it over to her fellow reporter to show him the shocking news. As soon as they arrived at the first floor, they ran to show Jimmy.

"But..." he said. "This makes no sense. I saw that guy on TV just last week."

"I guess... I guess it wasn't her" Clark answered. They were all much more subdued as they rode the bus back to the Daily Planet.

To be continued.