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[arthoesunshine]

i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

[arthoesunshine]

— our town, thornton wilder

[geeses]

reblog to diminish the horrors from the person you reblogged from

[mrs-ninjago]

[cupoteahatter]

Don’t fucking look away from Rafah, don’t look away, if you are willfully looking away then you should be ashamed of yourself.

Fuck the Met Gala, it means nothing but a distraction for those of you who are willingly looking away.

The Palestinians need our attention, they need our support, they need us to witness and remember and help when it is asked for and when we can.

All Eyes on Rafah, All Eyes on Palestine!

[transmascmikey]

reblog to give the person you reblogged from the strength to complete The Task™

[badjokesbyjeff]

A blonde walks in a bank to get a loan. “I need to borrow $100 for a month,” she says. 

The banker frowns, but takes her information anyway. He runs her credit but can’t find a report. “I’m sorry,” he says, “but in the absence of a credit record, we’ll have to charge 20% interest on the loan, and you’ll need to put up collateral.

“What does that mean?” the blonde says.

“It means,” the banker says, “you’ll have to repay us $120, and you’ll need to give us something more valuable to hold onto until you pay us back.”

“Something more valuable?” The blonde says. “How about my Ferrari?”

The banker nearly snorts his coffee all over his desk, but he prides himself on customer service so he soldiers on. He runs the title on the Ferrari and what do you know, the blonde owns it free and clear. “Okay, he says, “I’ll print out the papers.”

“Just so I understand,” the blonde says, “I give you my Ferrari and you give me a hundred dollars, right? And then in a month, I give you $120 and you give me my Ferrari back?”

“Yes,” the banker says, “that’s the deal.”

She signs the paperwork and hands him the keys. He counts out $100 for her and watches her saunter out the door.

A month to the day later, he’s sitting at his desk when the blonde saunters back in. She hands him $120 and says “I get my car back, right?”

“Yep, he says as he hands her the keys. She turns to go but he stops her. “Miss, I really have to ask, why did you use a $140,000 car as collateral on a $100 loan?”

“Oh!” The blonde says. “I got called out of town unexpectedly on business. How else can I park a Ferrari for a month in Manhattan for only $20?”

[sukimas]

my career advice isn't "do what you love" it's "do what will give you the most money without making you want to kill yourself"

[sukimas]

my career advice isn't "do what you love" it's "do what will give you the most money without making you want to kill yourself"

[chicagoeggwhisperer]

If King Charles dies on or before March 25th, 2024, he will technically be the shortest-reigning king in English history.

Anyway, like to charge, reblog to cast.

[cherispectra]

hi, hello, happy birthday!

MY EYES WATERED THANK YOU VERY MUCH WHOEVER THIS IS HUHUU

[suguruplsr-deactivated20240611]

he knows how to get the best out of me

✮ suguru’s girls master list

,, suguru x fem! reader , smut , mention of him getting hit on + reader being slightly jealous , masturbation (f) , praising , unprotected

“suguru i’m not in the mood.” you roll your eyes, glancing over at the long haired man who only seems to smiles in response. you two were driving home after a tiny argument during dinner at your favorite italian restaurant. your happy mood earlier was quickly soured by the waitress who obviously didn’t see the ring on your fiancé’s finger, too blinded by his looks and showing off her cleavage to care.

and of course, suguru wasn’t tempted or interested in her, letting you do all the talking and ordering, but god, it’s so annoying how he doesn’t consider how uncomfortable you are with people like that, brushing off your concerns. which led to your annoyance and frustration.

suguru stops at the red light, eyes flickering to your form. arms crossed and looking out the window, just trying to not look at his ridiculously gorgeous face. you’re so cute like that, he thinks. all pouty with your eyebrows furrowed. “baby..” he sighs, a hand caressing your bare thigh, the skirt you wore was relatively short, showing off your pretty skin and leaving so much for the imagination suguru was sure to get into.

“no sugu.” and suguru hums, tilting his head with a mean curl of his lips. catching your eyes meeting his in the window beside you. “you tellin’ me no?” and you choke up, biting your cheek, squeezing your thighs tight together as you try to think of something. it’s not that hard to fend him off is it? but the dark look in his eyes..

you suck up the nervousness building up in you, turning your head to him and nodding. “uh huh.” you voice spews weaker than you wanted it too, but you know he heard you from the way he smirks, looking back on the road. his silence scares you. the car ride is so tense that you don’t even dare to distract yourself with your phone, clutching the ends of your skirt and looking over at suguru every few minutes. yet the hand on your thigh doesn’t leave, rubbing or squeezing it periodically, as if he’s commenting on your meek actions, without even saying anything.

despite your little dispute.. you just want to look at him, shamelessly eye him the same way that woman did because his beauty has no bounds. the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, showing off the veins that trailed along his arms, and hair flowing from the light breeze coming from his window. he even changed his style to a low ponytail, leaving out the bangs he hasn’t trimmed yet. you just want to eat him up. you would if you could.

you don’t realize you were actually staring at him until he tugs your thigh, pulling it towards him a bit before letting go. “go on baby. i’ll be in, in a sec.” suguru pats your thigh, unlocking the car doors and handing you the key chain that held your house keys. you notice him grabbing a pack of cigarettes, “don’t ruin your lungs.” you mumble, reaching over and placing a kiss on his cheek, to which he forces another out of you with a breathy chuckle, turning his head to meet your lips. “yea, yea. least m’not smoking in the house.”

“and that’s why i love you.”

suguru hums, grabbing his favorite blue lighter and closing his eyes in thought, leaning back in his seat while he lights up the tiny cig as you exit the car.

even though you think you cleared up the heavy feeling between you two, you couldn’t help but fiddle with your ring as you waited for him patiently on your bed. perhaps a shower with him will calm your nerves, hopefully his too. he never smokes unless somethings bothering him. should you try talking it out? he knows you hate ending arguments on a bad note. you remember the look in his eyes during the trip home, it didn’t even go away when you were kissing him, only getting more.. primal. dark and filled with something you aren’t sure you want to know. but maybe you do, with the way your panties are making you uncomfortable because of how aroused you are. it’s not your fault, really! he’s just so..

“oh? what a fucking sight.” suguru walks into, probably the best thing he’s ever known, you. bent over, naked with your skin glistening under the dim lamp and moonlight that peeked through the curtains. one of your hands were tucked under, between your thighs and stuffing that soaked cunt of yours, trying to reach that sweet spot only suguru knew how to get to with ease. “suguuu, please?” you don’t even have to ask with that whiny voice of yours, poking out your ass a bit was enough for suguru to walk over, pulling your fingers out and admiring the slick around your hole.

“s’all for me?” “y-yea! you just looked so pissed off, all stern n’ mean earlier..” suguru cocks his head out your pause, taking in your words and palming your sweet ass. he watches you retract your hand, clutching the sheets as his fingers gather the juices around your pussy, two fingers gliding through your pussy lips and constantly teasing your hole. you bite your lip, humiliated to admit that the possibility of him being mad turned you on. and those thick fingers of his, the tips pushing into your pussy, only to pull out, had your mouth watering. “wanted me to fuck it away, hm? use this pussy as a damn flashlight and take way away all my worries. how cute.” and you nod eagerly at his words, hearing the loud unzip of his pants ring through the room.

“y’know why i feel so pent up right now?” suguru murmurs, undressing, “cuz you just don’t understand hun. i’m yours. some random slut isn’t gonna make me fucking leave ya.” he scoffs, finishing tying his hair and pressing a hand in the middle of your arch. you don’t even have time to respond because he’s sliding into you, thick cock filling up your pussy in one go. and you wish you had more time to loosen it up for him because you can’t even breathe with how deep he’s in, clenching so tightly around him.

“s-sorry— fuck! understand! i understand!” you cry, body falling forward with your ass up. “nah. no you don’t. cmon pretty, tell me i’m yours n’ ill let ya cum.” suguru smiles at the sounds of your moans, words jumbled together with each harsh thrust that makes your whole body ripple. “y’r mine! all mine sugu!” “yea baby? tell me, what’s yours huh? this cock? only fuckin’ one that’ll fuck this pussy, only one that you want right? all yours?” suguru dips one of his knees on the bed, pressing down as his hand pin beside your head.

drool practically seeps out your mouth as his weight crushes you down, his dick deeper to keep hitting your deep spot. you can feel ever ridge of his cock, mushroom tip abusing your cunny. just how you like it. “yesss, all mine. no one else’s!” your words slur together, and you can barely see anything with how blurry your eyesight is, tears of pleasure dripping down york face as suguru leans down, kissing the side of your head. “atta girl. doin’ good. wanna cum now? yeaaa ya do. my girl fucking deserves it huh?”

[i-cant-sing]

This is for people of Israel/anyone who supports Israel/anyone who wants to stay "neutral" about this genocide, remember that this is how your fav "defenders/heroes/government servants are supposed to be responsible" are talking about innocent Palestinians civilians:

If you choose not to speak on this matter, if you choose to not speak up for Palestinians, then be well assured, 100% guaranteed that what's happening in Palestine can (and will if you let Israel get away with MASS MURDER) also just as easily happen to you, and then there will be other people who would stay "neutral" and silent on this matter.

If you think that the reason you're not taking sides is because you don't really know the situation that well, then EDUCATE yourself. It is your responsibility, as a fucking human, to do your research to stop and prevent such atrocities from being committed.

(I know, I FUCKING KNOW I have at least a few dozen followers from Israel/support Israel/ZIONISTS who are reading this and I know that your eyes may be blind, but your hearts aren't. Don't be a hypocrite, and don't be ignorant)

[chrisdornerfanclub]

Israeli official calls for 'doomsday' nuclear strike on Gaza that will 'shake Middle East'

[palesoftangel]

Palestine is NOT a trend. boycotting Israel-supporting companies is NOT a trend. your compassion for the innocent is NOT a trend. isreal was, is and WILL continue killing Palestinians and bombing Gaza for as long as the world is silent. do not stop talking about it. do not stop boycotting. never. stop.

[mandy-lane]

[hsr-texts]

i still can't fathom how people can look at this

then still fucking side with isnotreal over 40 fictional beheaded babies

[palipunk-deactivated20260328]

Massive fuck you to everyone who is talking about Palestinians as if we’re already all dead and sharing more solidarity with our corpses than us living. “We will never forget the beautiful Palestinian people-“ how about you stop “making peace” with Palestinian extermination. My people are not going to be forgotten because we are going to live. Palestinians have already survived one genocide and have been surviving one ever since.

Do not ever let the idea that all Palestinians are going to die exist in your mind. Mourn the dead, fight like hell for the living.

[petrichorade]

I'm just going to leave these tweets here.

Won't delete.

I'm a human before I'm an artist trying to grow audience on social media. The very least that I can do is to utilize my platform to spread awareness and not supporting genocide.

Oh, also last but not least;

palestine and how to help

free palestine