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Claire Keane
Cosmic Funnies

Love Begins

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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todays bird
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor
noise dept.

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Discoholic 🪩
Keni
we're not kids anymore.

Kaledo Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@petiri
need this
hello can anyone help me with securing a ride? i have an important interview today in a few hours, this is extremely urgent! i would appreciate anything that you’re able to spare and thank you
9/50
pp // kofi
I’m absolutely still destroyed about this relationship a whole year later like being only is ridiculous what do you mean our bonds can not be washed away by the sands of time and other regulation bc of the lingering hope that we will be able to be on the same page again (if we ever were)
counter to all the new years resolutioner diet bullshit, might I recommend unlearning your fatphobia with some light reading:
fearing the black body: the racial origins of fat phobia by sabrina strings
what we don't talk about when we talk about fat by aubrey gordon
the belly of the beast: the politics of anti-fatness as anti-blackness by da’shaun harrison
(there are many many more books I can list for those interested & your library probably has all of these)
i'll never not be drawn to the existential horror of angels as beings without free will, incapable of doubt or refusal, and how attempting to "free" them from that state which seems so unfairly cruel from our perspective necessarily requires destroying them on a fundamental level and condemning them to an eternity of suffering. how a halo is a perfect closed loop which interrupting would render no longer a halo but something else, irregular and jagged.
an angel is a beautiful terrifying horse that will break all of its legs attempting to comprehend nuance
Imagine we make contact with aliens and begin showing each other our art. We trade plays, they enjoy our tragedies, epics, and comedies, which they enjoy, and in return they show us all of their greatest theatre productions. We recognize their own versions of our genres, but then they show use “Aolymic” plays, which just seems like emotionally chaotic plays with no real purpose. We ask them what “Aolymic” means and they get confused, “you know, Aolymic! It makes you feel Ecrax.” We watch an Aolymic play with them and see their faces scrunch up into an unrecognizable form, some of their appendages even seem to alter in unconscious ways. Yet no matter how they describe this feeling of Ecrax, we just can’t understand it. They swear up and down these are some of their world’s most beloved works of art, yet no matter how we try we just can’t appreciate them. Some humans begin experimenting, trying to reproduce Aolymic plays themselves by basing them on the alien versions. While some do manage to be recognizably part of the genre for the aliens, they complain that they’re all quite sophomoric and derivative. Over time, through repeated trial and error, however, some human Aolymic productions do eventually begin receiving positive ratings. It becomes a kind of challenge for humans, to reproduce this genre which is entirely alien to us. By learning and experimenting with the recognized conventions, it even becomes one of the most prestigious artistic genres for humans due to its emotional inaccessibility. Human Aolymic plays praised by the aliens become celebrated on earth, enjoyed for the talent it takes to produce them, yet we never do ever understand what Ecrax feels like, though we do learn how to enjoy its illusion.
This is Gaza, where not a single house remains standing. We are without shelter, without food, without water. We are dying. We are being bombed every day. We are being shot at in the middle of Gaza City. Where is the ceasefire agreement? Where is the humanity? They are shooting at and targeting people who go to get some firewood for their families to cook. We are truly oppressed.
For two years, we have been suffering from illness, murder, war, loss, we have been suffering, and we are still suffering yesterday, the rains were very heavy and the storms are strong. Please donate to us and share this post Please donate, donate, don't ignore.
In recent days, the bombing has doubled from previous days. The bombing is very difficult. There have been many martyrs in recent days. Also, guys, my father's health condition is very difficult. He's suffering from high blood pressure and a serious cancerous tumor inside the bladder. And the tumor is from the malignant sample, which is rapidly spreading. Please donate and share this post
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Please help my friend Ibrahim. He's only a kid, and doesn't deserve to be in this situation. He's been talking with me for months and he's currently pretty sick.
Please, I don't want my tiredness to go to waste. I just want you to donate what you can because I really need your help, please share this post, add a comment and donate if we can.
Everyone shares a lot of those who participate But there is no donation. Nobody donated. Please share my post and donate. Donate is very important. Please send me some money. You are my only hope. Please please.
please donate if you can!!!
Actually falling in love is super underrated why isn’t anyone ever talking about falling in love? No books no movies no songs smh
The worst thing is being in love w someone who doesn’t exist.
Adulthood is just a day-to-day struggle of losing more and more people, losing more and more things, losing more and more places, losing more and more memories, and not having enought time to grieve over loss. And the only antidote is to make an active effort to meet new people, try new things, go to new places, and take new experiences. Otherwise, adulthood is just a never-ending story of loss and grief over the absence of love.