the winter of our discount tents

“Don't believe the lie of individual trees, each a monument to its own self-made success. A forest is an interdependent community. Resources are shared, and life in isolation is a death sentence.”

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We never answered the question why. Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed, spite, jealousy. And we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept responsibility for anything that we've done. Like we did with the Cylons. [...] Sooner or later, the day comes when you can't hide from the things that you've done anymore.

BATTLESTAR GALACTIA (2003) THE MINISERIES: Part 1

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AMELIA BULLMORE as Yvonne Vaux Riot Women (2025–)

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Riot Women 1.06 (2025)

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Riot Women 1.06 (2025)

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Joan Ferguson and Vera Bennett

would lezzing out fix them?

yes

no

it already did

it'd make them worse

lezzing out IS the problem

idk / im bald / i don't go there

Voting ended onJun 30, 2025

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HACKS 4.09 – A Slippery Slope

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Yeah, it's been in my trunk for months. Yeah, it's awful.

HACKS: Season 4, Episode 6 "Mrs. Table"

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GILLIAN ANDERSON as Dana Scully in The X-Files 3.05

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Metal From Heaven - August Clarke

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The Half of It (2020) by Alice Wu

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insp.

[backjustforberena]

EVE BEST as  FARAH DOWLING  in “Fate: The Winx Saga”

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For a moment Rand was silent as well, looking around at the faces turned to him. At last he said, “I hope to return, but who can say what will happen? The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills.” He hesitated, with every eye on him. “But I will leave you something to remember me by,” he added, sticking a hand in his coat pocket.

Abruptly a fountain near the Roof burst to life, water gushing from the mouths of incongruous porpoises standing on their tails. Beyond that, a statue of a young man with a horn raised to the sky suddenly was putting up a spreading fan, and then two stone women farther on were casting sprays of water from their hands. In stunned stillness the Aiel watched as all the fountains of Rhuidean flowed once more.

“I should have done that long since.” Rand’s mutter was no doubt meant for himself, but in the hush, Egwene could hear him quite clearly. The splash of hundreds of fountains was the only other sound. Natael shrugged as if he had expected no less.

It was at Rand that Egwene stared, not the fountains. A man who could channel. Rand. He’s still Rand, despite everything. But each time she saw him do it was like learning that he could all over again. Growing up, she had been taught that only the Dark One was more to be feared than a man who could channel. Maybe Aviendha’s right to be afraid of him.

But when she looked down at Aviendha, open wonder shone on her face; so much water delighted the Aiel woman as the finest silk dress might have Egwene, or a garden full of flowers.

– Robert Jordan, The Fires of Heaven

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jessica helgerson's kitchen, paris

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