Tribblicate
I'm a writer with a gay agenda. 18 and liberal as fuck. Sometimes, amidst the constant flow of reblogs, I post some insightful wisdom. Stick around and see. :]
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I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.
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The following is personal sex stuff (NSFW).
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I did a video response. o.o
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Photo reblogged from Dripping with alchemy.
![To make up for my lack of blogging; NIPPLES! And also scarfs. :]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj9gn2rpyp1qe4nyno1_500.jpg)
To make up for my lack of blogging; NIPPLES! And also scarfs. :]
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And—while I totally agree with their answer to the question—I feel like I could have articulated a better response. It’s no secret that I tend to follow people whom I agree with. There are certainly no homophobes on my dashboard. There aren’t that many Republicans are overtly religious people either.
There are quite a few liberals and atheists though. So as a result I find myself agreeing with a lot of posts on my dashboard (not all, mind you). But sometimes an innocent anon will ask a question, and they’ll answer it, and the core of their response is sound and I agree but…
They just don’t say it the right way. There are so many ways to say something, so many more persuasive, provocative, clever ways to say things. And moreover there are so many meaningful questions, that deserve intelligent and introspective answers, and yet…they don’t get those kinds of answers. They just get these sort of semi-bleh replies. It’s a damn shame.
This in no way reflects my opinion about everyone I follow. Nor is it a complaint about a specific person. This is a very general grievance I have that crops up from time to time.
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My room is…messy. Until yesterday, the entire left hand of my bed was covered in papers,stuffed animals, clothes, and hangers. o.o I slept on the right side, so I put off cleaning that shit for a while. I cleaned it last night though so now my bed is nice and clean…ish.
Opposite my bed is my TV, ps3, Direct TV Box, Nintendo Wii, PS2, DVD Player, Video games/DVD rack, and my Rockband 2 Drum Set with Guitar.
Next to that I have my fan, my clothes hamper, my closet, and a big pile of clothes from my bed. Yeah.
My drawers have a lot of things on them and in them, specifically some books and an iHome type thing that doesn’t really work anymore. I have underwear, pajamas, shirts, and shorts in the drawers.
Next to that is my book shelf. Most every book I’ve bought since I was like, ten years old is there. Quite a legacy.
My bedside table, lots of random shit on it. There an empty Dr. P, a PS3 controller charger, two WiiMotes, the remove for that broken iHome, a picture of my sister and I, a picture of ten-year-old-me scuba diving, a 3D bookmark, some staples, a skull piggy bank, a lamp, and the Mr. Potato Head that my sis got me for Christmas.
My wall of art and drawings by myself and friends. There’s also some pictures up there. And this has been my room. :] Lame post is lame.
