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im a protected species you fucking asshole
RULES FOR DATING MY DAUGHTER:
my daughter cannot, through action or inaction, harm a human or allow a human to come to harm
a daughter at rest or in constant motion remains at rest or in constant motion unless acted upon by another force
daughters are never created or destroyed, only transformed
always treat every daughter as loaded, even if you know she isn't
you do not talk about my daughter
6. If x and y are my daughters, then there exists a set that has x and y as elements.
7. You can fold my daughter through any two points.
8. I have exactly one daughter parallel to a given line passing through a given point.
“Everybody gets told to write about what they know. The trouble with many of us is that at the earlier stages of life we think we know everything – or to put it more usefully, we are often unaware of the scope and structure of our ignorance. Ignorance is not just a blank space on a person’s mental map. It has contours and coherence, and for all I know rules of operation as well. So as a corollary to writing about what we know, maybe we should add getting familiar with our ignorance, and the possibilities therein for ruining a good story.”
Thomas Pynchon, Slow Learner
An Egyptian Story (1982) Dir. Youssef Chahine
dissociating into passive compliance upon becoming angry =\= “never” becoming angry
Damn you lived in the 1500s? You fw my boy suleiman the magnificent?
i saw him in the halls sometimes we never talked but he seemed cool
actually how many significant female characters fitting this archetype can u think of? and i mean their arc and role being actually substantial
Women don’t really get these arcs as much as men, but it does remind me of this quote.
I wish I took a better pic of this writing in a bar bathroom in toronto bc I think of it so often. Be So Completely Yourself That No One Is Attracted To You Or Wants To Employ You
I want to write beautifully and share my writing forever. But I’m afraid to become a part of the world. School was a little kingdom where the metrics for success were clear and clearing them came easily to me. I don’t want to be in the world without access to that feeling.
I moved to the Atlantic for the summer. I’m intensely and debilitatingly lonely to the point where I regret it almost constantly, but in the times that I don’t, I feel so close to myself. I’m not as angry at myself out here. I’m existentially anxious about my choices and my life path for sure but choices like what I’m going to eat for dinner or when I’m going to have a walk feel special and exciting. Feel like options. Knowing that no one I know can reach me gives me an opportunity to realize there actually is a difference between people’s perceptions of me, even the people closest to me, and my inner world. A few days in I texted the person I have missed debilitatingly for two years to ask why we fell out of touch. I kept convincing myself out of it at home. I wanted this so badly, wanted to be able to hear my own thoughts, told myself I needed a second to breathe. It mostly doesn’t feel like that, it mostly feels quite torturous and awful. It’s reminding me how much I need to be near my family and my friends. But I have my whole life to be in [hometown]. I do need to cry on some mountains where no one can hear me for a minute. This past year my whole world was the streetcar ride between home, school, work, the library. My world shrunk, and I focused, and it was brilliant. There were real fruits to that labor. And by the end I felt completely stifled, pent-up, furious, trapped.
If anything bad happens to me or I lose contact with you, please remember that I begged you to donate, even a small amount, or to share my post. I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and doesn't support me with a single word or a small donation, and ignores me.
I write these words with tears in my eyes, watching my nephew suffer so much, unable to get up. He has been in excruciating pain and has had repeated fainting spells over the past week due to severe anemia. I cannot afford all the medications he needs because of their high prices. All I wish is that he doesn't faint again, so I implore you to support me and help me buy his medications as soon as possible. Please donate.
Worse still, my nephew lost his father in this genocide, and I, his uncle, am their sole provider. His condition is deteriorating daily, and he desperately needs urgent surgery before his pain worsens. The pain is constant, even at night; he can't sleep, and every moment feels like endless agony.
I stand helpless before this heartbreaking scene. I don't have enough money to cover the costs of the operation or even to provide the medication that would alleviate his excruciating pain. My sense of helplessness is just as painful as his illness itself, perhaps even more so.
I need your help to alleviate my nephew's suffering and save him as soon as possible. Please, I don't want anything bad to happen to him; I've already lost my mother, my older brother, my home, and my friends. Please help me raise the necessary funds for my nephew's medication and surgery as quickly as possible. Support me, donate.
Keti Jovanovski Needs Your Help | A letter from Abdul Rahman: Dear friends and kind hearts, My name is Abdul Rahman, and I write to you from
We urgently need 550 euros to save my nephew from the brink of death and get him surgery. I beg you, everyone who sees this, please don't ignore me. If you can't donate, please share this post. Is there anyone who can help? 💔😭
Oh my God, oh my God! Just now, in our neighborhood, everyone was evacuated because an entire block was targeted and completely destroyed. I swear we survived by a miracle! Shrapnel is flying everywhere! Oh my God! The war isn't over! The war isn't over! I swear it isn't over! And there's displacement happening in our neighborhood. Please, you are our only hope. Please don't let us down. Donate for my nephew's surgery. We still need 500 euros. Donate! Donate! 😭😭💔
This is the entire neighborhood that was wiped out. We were safe and sound in our demolished homes when we received a call to evacuate immediately and destroy the entire block. 😭💔
I know that ignoring me will kill me, my family, and my nephew if you continue to ignore me. Therefore, I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and ignores me, doesn't donate, or doesn't share the post. Please, save me from this annihilation and save my nephew so he can have his surgery. He still needs 500 euros. Donate, donate! 😭💔
Abdulrahman's account was deactivated by staff fucking again. Share & donate if you can
Guys, we still need 460 euros for my nephew's urgent surgery. Please don't ignore me. My nephew is in terrible pain, and we should have had the surgery a week ago, but I haven't been able to raise the funds. Please don't let me down. Donate, donate so we can save him! 💔😭
I will never forgive anyone who sees my words and ignores me. You are thus encouraging the genocide that is happening to us. Please save us and save my nephew from death. Donate. Your indifference may kill him as it killed my mother and brother. Please donate. 💔😭
Please donate what you can and share! Tumblr is once again deleting and blocking his accounts, do anything you can to save his nephew !!
Only 445 euros needed to save my nephew and get him the surgery. Please don't let us down. Whoever can donate, please do. I will never forgive anyone if anything bad happens to my nephew. 💔😭
Please help my friend Abdul! His nephew still needs surgery, please donate if you can!
Someone donated 10 euros, but we still need 435 euros for my nephew's surgery. Please don't ignore me! Please donate! I swear, I'm begging you, I'm crying! I don't want to lose my nephew! Please don't ignore me! Please don't ignore me! Please! I don't want him to die! 😭😭💔
Guys, we've collected another 70 euros. Please, we still need 365 euros to save my nephew and get him an operation. We're waiting for your help and donations so we can do it as soon as possible. Please donate before anything bad happens to my nephew. Donate, donate! 💔😭
Someone has donated 50 euros, but we still need 315 euros to pay for my nephew's surgery. Please, we're almost there! Please save my nephew before his condition worsens. Donate, donate! 💔😭
Guys, we only need 300 euros more! We're almost at our goal. Please, please save my nephew! We're almost there! Please donate so we can get him treatment. Please, I don't want to lose him! Donate, donate! 💔😭
Someone donated 50 euros, but we still need 250 euros. Please, please don't let us down. Save my nephew before anything bad happens to him. I will never forgive anyone who ignores me. Please donate, please donate! 😭💔
Someone donated 10 euros, but we still need 240 euros. Please donate! The day after tomorrow is Eid al-Adha, and my nephew is still sick and needs surgery. All the other children will be happy for Eid except my nephew because he's ill. Please don't let him down, save him, and donate! 😭💔
These may be my last words or the last time I write a post about my family, so I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me with a single word and ignores me.
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summer
1. make a syllabus for yourself - books, media, places, recipes
2. complete 40% of it
3. eat every fruit u can
well let’s see if I care
I DO
"CIMG0058" (2006), VINCENT DIAMANTE