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Casually designing a city with some friends :v
Hand Man
or something
Hand Man
or something
A rabbit is captured and taken to a medical laboratory to be used for experiments âŠ
There, he befriends a rabbit who was born and raised in the lab. One day, he notices that the researchers didnât latch his cage properly and he decides to make a break for it. He tells the lab rabbit how great it is on the outside and convinces him to come along.
First, the wild rabbit takes the lab rabbit to a field of lettuce and the two munch on lettuce to their heartsâ content.
Wild rabbit then says âLet me take you to an even better fieldâ and heads to a field of carrots where they munch contentedly on all the carrots they want.
Then wild rabbit says âNow let me take you to the best field of allâ and takes lab rabbit to a field full of female rabbits. The rabbits enter the field and (you know what they say about rabbits) proceed to have sex all night long.
At dawn the rabbits are exhausted and content and lab rabbit announces âWell, Iâm heading back to the labâ
Wild rabbit says âWhy??!!? I showed you the field of lettuce, the field of carrots and the field where you can have as much sex as you want!â
Lab rabbit says âYeah, that was all great, but Iâm dying for a cigaretteâ
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Tiny forest for your dash
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wildlife returning to your dash :)
đłđŠđżđđ đžđ±đłđŠđł
Look, there's a small river crossing your dash!
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We're coming up on a mountain range
đ±đŸđ»âïžđŒđ±đ”đŸđŒđŠâïžđ»âïžđŸđ±đ”
Meadow!
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Slowly reaching the coast!
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Into the sky
đđđâïžđđȘđđ«đđȘđ đž
Made it to space!
âąïžđ„âïž
i killed you all.
đ„đȘšđ„đȘšđȘšđȘšđ„đȘšđȘšđȘšđ±đȘšđȘšđȘšđ„đȘšđȘšđ„đȘšđȘšđȘšđȘšđ„
and yet, life remains
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it has a fucking gun
thoughts on,, lizards?
Love em! I should draw more lizards tbh. I drew dragons everyday back in 9th grade, I miss those nasty little reptiles
âeverything will be okayâ: shallow and dismissive comfort that establishes impossible goal an indefinite future away
âin two weeks you will have different problemsâ: so true bestie the human experience
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Artworks by Elena KononenkoÂ
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I think Iâve worked out (part of the reason) why thereâs been such a huge uptick in folks who donât reblog things on here.
This post has like 14k notes right now, and the tags and comments and reblogs are FULL of people who didnât know about fast-reblog, and â you guys have been slow-reblogging this whole time!?!??!?!?
In the interests of a) making your lives easier, and b) encouraging you to reblog posts, which is what keeps this site alive, hereâs how you fast-reblog:
On mobile: press and hold the reblog button. Your blog icon will appear. If you have sideblogs, all of the different icons will appear. Drag to whichever blog you want to reblog to, and release. Job done.
On desktop: hold down the E key and click reblog. Job done.
Youâre welcome. Now get reblogging.
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2 spoons of sugar and 1 spoon of instant coffee and 0.7 spoon of black tea leaves and 0.4 teacup milk and 0.6 teacup water and 4 - 6 ground black peppercorns and 1 ground clove and 1 ground white cardamom pod and yay life is good for a while again haha :)
I will simply not tweet about the impending twitter doom, I am going to keep using it like normal until it dies, which I don't think it will
but I am just gonna keep using it like normal lol
hi, wanted to post two excerpts from âMy Words to Victor Frankenstein above the Village of Chamounixâ an essay/speech by Susan Stryker (highly recommend reading, itâs really good), which i read back when i was still an english major and which upset me to the point where i had to stop reading for a while.Â
this part is about a letter to the editor of a queer periodical which was published at some point in the early (i think) 90s
Referring by name to one particular person, self-identified as a transsexual lesbian, whom she had heard speak in a public forum at the San Francisco Womenâs Building, the letter-writer went on to say:
âWhen an estrogenated man with breasts loves a woman, that is not lesbianism, that is mutilated perversion. [This individual] is not a threat to the lesbian community, he is an outrage to us. He is not a lesbian, he is a mutant man, a self-made freak, a deformity, an insult. He deserves a slap in the face. After that, he deserves to have his body and mind made well again.â
and:
On January 5, 1993, a 22-year-old pre-operative transsexual woman from Seattle, Filisa Vistima, wrote in her journal, âI wish I was anatomically ânormalâ so I could go swimming⊠. But no, Iâm a mutant, Frankensteinâs monster.â Two months later Filisa Vistima committed suicide. What drove her to such despair was the exclusion she experienced in Seattleâs queer community, some members of which opposed Filisaâs participation because of her transsexualityâeven though she identified as and lived as a bisexual woman. The Lesbian Resource Center where she served as a volunteer conducted a survey of its constituency to determine whether it should stop offering services to male-to-female transsexuals. Filisa did the data entry for tabulating the survey results; she didnât have to imagine how people felt about her kind. The Seattle Bisexual Womenâs Network announced that if it admitted transsexuals the SBWN would no longer be a womenâs organization. âIâm sure,â one member said in reference to the inclusion of bisexual transsexual women, âthe boys can take care of themselves.â Filisa Vistima was not a boy, and she found it impossible to take care of herself. Even in death she found no support from the community in which she claimed membership. âWhy didnât Filisa commit herself for psychiatric care?â asked a columnist in the Seattle Gay News. âWhy didnât Filisa demand her civil rights?â In this case, not only did the angry villagers hound their monster to the edge of town, they reproached her for being vulnerable to the torches. Did Filisa Vistima commit suicide, or did the queer community of Seattle kill her?
and like,, of course people say this shit now, but to see how much transphobia was the dominant ideology in queer organizations in the NINETIES is fucking sickening. a lot of these people are still alive and they have trans blood on their hands just as much, if not more than cishets.Â
so whenever people, especially cisgays, talk about how many young queers are so reactionary (true and important), unlike our queer elders, who we must respect and defer to, i think about Filisa and âIâm sure the boys can take care of themselves.â and i think about how she and probably thousands of other trans people were SUPPOSED to be my elders and how they fucking killed them.Â
If you're not on Twitter following the fake Twitter Blue accounts drama... I'd say i feel bad for you but I'm providing you with the best screenshots here so you don't have to feel left out
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I DIDNâT LEARN ABOUT THIS IN DRIVING SCHOOL
Stop says the red light, go says the green
Wait says the yellow light, twinkling in between.Â
KNEEL, SAYS THE DEMON LIGHT WITH ITS EYE OF COALÂ SAURON KNOWS YOUR LICENSE PLATEÂ AND STARES INTO YOUR SOUL
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@irritatedlifeguard I agree with your tags.