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yoy all just hate me because I'm cold and distant and don't put effort into any relationships and off putting and frustrating to try to help or make plans with and I don't text and I don't call and I don't like doing much and I constantly make excuses for it all
Scooby doo when he finds gross bugs in his food: ruh roh... raggots!
Shaggy: like, zoinks scoob! I don't think you can reclaim that man!
i really think this tweet is onto something
#exact same opinion but in my experience plenty of the children are over the age of 24 as well
My name is Abed.
I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔
The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚
Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️
I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍
If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨
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I don't immediately believe you, but I have vast sums of money and nothing to do with it all. Further convince me that you are telling the truth, and I'll let you in on my fortune.
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if forum signatures still existed this would be mine
God fucking damn it
we named it the computer mouse because it fit so comfortably in our hands and it reminded us of ancient times where our ancestors put their palms over the backs of cave mice and shuffled them across the ground to move the cursor on their cave wall mounted gaming monitors
I still drag one around. Fucker usually only lasts a couple days before I have to buy a new one...
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“…who shall measure the heat and violence of the poet's heart when caught and tangled in a woman's body?”
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
Me! I will!
Average resting ambient temperature for the human heart is 98°F (37°C) though being caught and tangled with a woman's body might raise it by at most a degree or two.
As for "violence", we can assume the blood pressure and heart rate of a healthy male poet to be roughly 120 mmHg systolic over 80 mmHg diastolic with approximately 75 beats per minute. However during strenuous activity which is alluded to, it may elevate to as high as 170 mmHg systolic over 90 mmHg diastolic with a heart rate as high as 130 beats per minute.
The poet should engage in more strenuous physical activity and avoid foods high in cholesterol, as well as seeking out foods high in iron and unsaturated fats to promote a healthy heart.
me burning the candle at both ends: oobh i got plany off wick
First they came for the gooners and I said nothing for I was not a gooner