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Rubi Pearl Olivas
University of North Texas19 years old
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"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible. It is yours." - Ayn Rand
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When I get home from school….
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This theory says that there is more behind Nickelodeon’s Rugrats besides being a cute show for little kids to watch. In fact, some people are saying that the show has this whole psychological meaning behind it centering around Angelica having a psychotic break at the age of 3 after having too many traumatic accidents happen in her family at such a young age.
- All of the rugrats are a figment of Angelica’s imagination. Now that’s not so horrible by itself, but then we learn why Angelica made them up.
- Chuckie died with his mother in childbirth. This is why his dad is always so worried about him in the show.
- Tommy was stillborn, making his dad have some kind of break and sit in the basement to make toys for the son he was supposed to have.
- The DeVilles had an abortion. Angelica never found out if the baby was supposed to be a boy or a girl so she decided to make it twins. Then, she gave them matching names and personas because there probably would have been only one child if there was no abortion.
- The reason behind these delusions have been blamed on Angelica’s nonexistent relationship with her mother and her manipulative one with her father. Thus, Angelica had no one to turn to when she needed help dealing with the babies’ deaths and resorted to making up the lives they should have lived.
In All Grown Up, Angelica is a bipolar schizophrenic addicted to narcotics and heroin because they help her keep her delusions alive. At this point, we learn that Angelica’s biological mom died from a heroin overdose and Angelica’s disease because she’s a crack baby. Her real mom’s name was Cynthia, hence her doll’s name. The woman from “Rugrats” who was Angelica’s mother is really her gold-digging step-mom who Angelica idolized.
When “All Grown Up” was canceled, Angelica died of an overdose just like her mother.
Dil is the only baby who isn’t fictional. However, Angelica never accepted him as being real and accidentally hit him too hard while trying to make him go away once, resulting in brain damage. This is why he’s such an odd child in “All Grown Up.”
Suzie was actually Angelica’s friend. The theory says that she grew up to become a psychologist and joined the Nickelodeon team to invent the “Rugrats” TV show, finally explaining the origin of the theory.
(via headedinsane)
I find this ironic because I read it on tumblr aka the main source of internet time consuming. LOLz
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You know how most people sit there and when they’re having problems, they put the blame on the other person and only focus on why they’re right? It seems like lately that’s exactly what I don’t do. When I’m upset, I sit here and beat myself because I know that it’s probably me that’s the problem. Tonight I realized that I am my worst enemy. Because of who I am, and what I’m like, there’s not anyone out there that’s capable of loving me. No one would want too. Ya know what a scary thought that is? That you can’t think of one single person in your life that loves you - all of you, the flaws, the good & the bad, one that can tolerate you when you’re a lesser person and doesn’t just stand by you at your best? That is the scariest, craziest thought I’ve had in the world. And I don’t sit here and write this for attention because trust me, if there’s anything I don’t want, it’s Internet attention. Most people won’t understand that sentence but that’s okay. It’s just that nothing ever feels right in my head until its written, or in this case, typed out. & another scary part, is that I honestly don’t want to change who I am. Because I wouldn’t do the things I did, or act the way I am if weren’t for specific reasons - most of them just being that this is who I am. & should I feel bad for that? Idk. Doesn’t matter anyway. If you’re someone put there with family that cherishes your every move, or friends that don’t shake when things get complicated, be proud of that. Cherish that. Love that, and most importantly, thank God for that.
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Late night realizations
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STOP WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE DOING AND WATCH THIS OKAY
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haha
CRYING.
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