gonna be honest i don’t know how many more ‘enter the 6 digit code we sent to your phone’s i got left in me

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gonna be honest i don’t know how many more ‘enter the 6 digit code we sent to your phone’s i got left in me
'Prince Tanishar', the undercover guise of a Harlequin, from the Lelith Hesperax novel.
I love how this is totally accurate to the book's description - down to the tie-dye holographic half jacket and silver heeled booties, and is also just completely fucking wack a doodle. The Imperium could never. Mon'keigh simply lack the expansive fashion sense of the glorious ancient race of the eldar.
(USAmerican trying to imagine a societal environment) Okay, so picture a highway,
inability to correctly perceive 3d objects is in fact far more dangerous when someone is driving a car next to you then when they're like, sending emails to you.
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these are the people i have to share a highway with
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My name is Steve, and I’m reaching out for support as I navigate a difficult time… Steve Galette needs your support for Support Steve's Reco
Hey y'all! I owe y'all an update and no time like now to provide one.
As those of you who follow me on Twitter may know, I've been having a bewildering year to say the least. I left my job at the end of last year due to former employers, across 3 jobs, placing me under surveillance for two years without any due process of law. I decided then that I would drive for Uber. Lo and behold I found myself frequently encountering police cars following me around all across the state of Florida no matter what hour of the day I stepped outside my house. I previously asked both former employers if I was under investigation for anything and they both reassured me that i was not. So a few months into police following me everywhere I asked them the same question and likewise they reassured me that I was not. They, however, did seem to undoubtedly believe that I was experiencing psychosis. Strange, perplexing, and bewildering if I'm not under investigation. I have filed with the EEOC and will be suing to redress the matter.
But recently I injured my shoulder/upper back, preventing me from driving. So I am asking y'all to spare whatever to assist throughout this time.
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its so insane to me how people will maintain the perspective that occupying armies have to fight by carpet bombing villages and refugee camps because theyre dealing with an enemy that blends in with civilian populations and not realize or refuse to admit thats because theyre fighting civilians who are forced to take up arms against an occupying power
all the president can assassinate you hysteria in liberal media is depressing. i remember obama dronestriking 16 year old abdulrahman al-alwaki without consequences. some of us have always been open season, even if we had citizenship.
and it doesn't just happen in 'conflict zones' (read: places where we started wars). the move bombing happened in philadelphia.
Lestat is a character who instead of a brain has a porcelain powdered wig baroque figure that you have to reason with and that makes him commit atrocities. Other vampires try to peer into his mind to obtain information about him and it’s just this thing:
You're not pro feminine rage, you think all Black Femmes are mean and scary.
Actually notably worse than everything they put out before, and a very strange about face that I can only imagine comes from having a decaying lich that is 5 points behind the least likable man on the planet somehow
"these are deeply personal decisions" that we should dictate, actually
could you imagine trying to navigate this bar drunk, this is the 9th circle of hell
5 cocktails and an edible here 💞
when i was 18 i went to wendover (dumpy casino town near utah) with my family and some neighbors we were close with. someone was celebrating something, i don't remember what. but we went to the rainbow inn and one of the older brothers in the neighbor's family was cool and he shared his drinks with me. it was one of the first times i had ever really gotten drunk. and the rainbow inn casino is a fucking nightmare of blacklight and mirrored walls and i realized i had to pee so i left the safety of the booth we were sitting in and ventured out to the smoke filled pit that is every casino. ringing machines playing odd instrumentals of popular songs flashed before me, casting blinding reflections as i got lost in the squiggling rainbow shapes worming their away across a space black carpet. i knew the room wasn't spinning just me and i was laughing thinking oh my god i'm going to piss myself, i'm underage, drunk in a casino going to piss myself. and then i got nervous and started sort of crying waddling through crowds of marlboro lights and the occasional parliament, piña coladas and insulin, the smell of retirement. i really thought i was about to lose it and fuck, how would i explain this to my parents? but suddenly i looked up and saw my sweet cousin exiting the room i had been looking for all this time and i was so relieved i hugged her while she stared at me bewildered. i suddenly remembered that time, not so long ago then, when i came to her shy-like, odd for me, chewing through my lips like gum because i needed to know how long you were supposed to wait to get an hiv test after being exposed to the virus. she was a nurse so i figured she'd know. and she looked at me gently and without judgment then, but i figured pissing on her legs in the middle of a casino seemed a bridge to far. so i let her go.