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frogboydan

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walrusofdoom

me before showering: i don’t want to shower

me once in the shower: i live here now

frankcrimes-blog

shout out to anyone who has seen me get stupidly emotional and insanely insecure but has stuck around anyway

returnofthejudai

Thirty-one percent of respondents believed that two million or fewer Jews were killed in the Holocaust, and 41 percent didn’t know what Auschwitz was.

This is why we have to talk about the Holocaust so damn much. Because if we don’t, people forget. As a descendant of survivors, this absolutely terrifies me.

In the 1920s, German was one of the best places in the world to be a Jew. In the 1940s, Germany was exterminating 6 million That’s not a lot of time in the grand scheme of things. It’s shocking how quickly things can turn disastrous for us if we are unprepared and if those around us allow hatred to metastasize in the culture.

Today is Yom HaShoah, the day of mourning and remembrance of the Holocaust for Jewish people. We must retell this history to future generations, just as we retell the story of the Exodus and Esther.

You who live safe In your warm houses, You who find, returning in the evening, Hot food and friendly faces:

Consider if this is a man Who works in the mud Who does not know peace Who fights for a scrap of bread Who dies because of a yes or a no. Consider if this is a woman, Without hair and without name With no more strength to remember, Her eyes empty and her womb cold Like a frog in winter.

Meditate that this came about: I commend these words to you. Carve them in your hearts At home, in the street, Going to bed, rising; Repeat them to your children,

Or may your house fall apart, May illness impede you, May your children turn their faces from you.

- Primo Levi

vampireapologist-archive-deacti

the most wrong I ever got any lyrics was the time my family was driving to a wedding and Livin La Vida Loca came on the radio and I must’ve been 7 at the most and I started singing along from the very back row of the van and I said “upside, inside out, wouldn’t ya be my milk cow”

and all I remember is my dad shouting “WHAT”

theredpelican

we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything