"Nobody is coming to save you" WRONG! I am running late. I DO NOT have a HORSE!
It is because I buckĆØd him off
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"Nobody is coming to save you" WRONG! I am running late. I DO NOT have a HORSE!
It is because I buckĆØd him off
fr tho you cant be sitting on me wearing something that loud. to the ground with you
I really appreciate how every week I reblog this, a different person interacts it. Tuesday light me up speaks to all of us at different times.
This comic makes me so stupid emotional. She might have never known.
saw this comment and i had to
in light of Trump's inauguration speech declaring multiple national emergencies that require him to take god-knows-what executive actions immediately, I'd like to remember this chapter of "On Tyranny" by Timothy Snyder:
My cats have this meow that means "please come with me to fix this" after which they'll lead me to the problem in question, usually a empty (or 'empty') food bowl or a closed door they want open. They look at the 'problem', they look back at me, clear message.
What fascinates me is how this illustrates what they percieve as being in the realm of my 'power.' I control the food, I control the door, sure, but my cats love to sit on the balcony in the sun, and it has happened plenty of times that on a rainy day they come get me, go to the balcony and show me... the rain. "Please fix this" they say. "Please get rid of the wet"
"Silly kitty," I say, "I can't control the rain." I then walk into the shower and turn on the rain.
huh.
I fucking love that big feet bird that has a random word over it.
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And my favorite one
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twitter: sold out because a billionaire wanted to fraternize with unwashed amerifat nazis
instagram: bought by a billionaire so normies can post ads for cancer-causing tummy teas and gambling scams
facebook: owned by a billionaire who turned it into a dumping ground for ai slop that slaughters the brains of senior citizens
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those coconut crabs shot amelia earhartās plane down because they were misogynists.
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Reminder for when he āsavesā it. He was the one who wanted this, and now he gets to be the hero and win favour with young constituents. Donāt give him the credit for fixing his own problem.
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