thinking about 00q Formula 1 AU with driver bond and race engineer Q⊠oh this would be marvellous

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thinking about 00q Formula 1 AU with driver bond and race engineer Q⊠oh this would be marvellous
using violence to liberate people from sweatshops, unsafe mines, and grinding poverty isn't the same as using violence to impose those things on people. the idea that violence is morally repugnant regardless of context is a belief that every oppressor throughout history would love for the oppressed to hold
There are 2 types of fanfic:
fanfic that I like
fanfic that is none of my business
I think the british really popped off with "bloody" as an expletive but unfortunately I can't say it out loud in real life or I sound like a teeaboo from 2012
It's fun being queer and weird and unconventional until you remember you live in a society
I think I just got catcalled from a truck but I donât know because I have auditory processing disorder. misogyny 0 autism 1
this has happened to me so many times i canât believe it
economics is not real
joining the war on pigeons on the side of pigeons
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all uk & brazilian citizens must forfeit their biometric information to third party overseas ai-driven for-profit corportions seeking to harvest and sell this data because, despite the fact we already banned porn, we need to stop you looking at your trans friend's blogs who we habitually mark as mature content because of deeply transphobic moderation that we refuse to address.
thanks.
How about you guys go fuck yourselves? How about you stop forcing me to give my information to a website that keeps fucking up all the time?
Questions? Contact your goddamn fucking userbase
iâm so tired
if you approach it with an open mind, almost anything (work meetings; decluttering your basement; emails youâre being a big baby about for no reason) can be a type of predicament bondage and thus fun and sexy.
The most important thing you can do in this life is write hyper-specific fanfiction for you and six other people. Donât believe anything else you read.
"you should be at the club" I should be working on my fanfic
dr wato-san is so cute in miss sherlock
narrator who's terrible at social cues & describes every facial expression as "unreadable"
"The frown was completely unreadable. Thankfully, the loaded and raised gun offered a clue."
oh yeah and btw q literally had to watch james die because the âsmart bloodâ meant he could see his vital signs and therefore exactly when everything stopped
ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet