cade os brasileiros q tão migrando pro tumblr dps da queda do twitter no brasil ????

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cade os brasileiros q tão migrando pro tumblr dps da queda do twitter no brasil ????
if you are mourning a twitter-like experience I suggest to you cohost which I have been enjoying for months
for example here is my cohost page
https://cohost.org/watergunwatergunskyattack
features:
Only a lightweight website, not an app (so Apple can never force it to ban nsfw content - this is their explicit reasoning for not needing an app)
Actually functional tags and search and blacklisting
devs are anti user-hostile addictive design patterns
scrolling cohost will not make you feel dread in the pit of your stomach
userbase is like 50% gay furries
Hello Tumblr 😏 x
"Growing up and seeing your parents' flaws is like losing your religion. I don't believe in God anymore. I don't believe in my father either." Nicola Yoon, The Sun is Also a Star
Think about this going through Jason's mind moments before the bomb goes off. All hope is lost, his dad is not there. No one is going to save him or at least hold him while the clock is ticking. Robin's no longer magic. Robin is just him carrying on a legacy, beaten and hurting, with a mother that betrayed him by his side and a monster's laugh echoing in his head. Jasom is back now, green rage flooding his mind. He can't stop blaming Bruce. He can't stop yearning for his father's comfort and his "childhood" room.
Think about this going through Damian's mind as Bruce asks him to give up Robin and return to his mother, who Damian loves dearly but fought so hard for a chance to stay in Gotham. He grew up admiring Bruce, thought of him as the greatest man alive, only to keep missing the opportunity to be father and son and see that greatness and so much more. All that, just to die. Damian is back now. He still admires Bruce, even though he's not as tall as he thought at first and even though he was willing to give him up. He understands.
Think about this going through Dick's mind after being killed then revived by Lex Luthor, only to be sent away and eventually "abandoned". Seeing the anger and hurt Bruce caused made him cause his family. Well, Dick doesn't like thinking Bruce "made" him anything. He's all grown up now, he pulls himself up from the floor with no help, spits the blood out, wipes his chin and makes his own choices. Every fight is the same, ever since the first time he wore his family's colors and went out to the streets, with all of his mother's love and dreams as his name. Punches and harsh words, the feeling of despair after failing to comunicate. The love and hurt shared by a young parent and their eldest. So many times throughout his life Dick wished that Bruce would call and beg him or make him come home. Dick is back now. He feels as if he never died, he feels ancient. He can't bring himself to fully blame Bruce.
Steph knows she's not his child, she already has a fuck-up for a dad, thank you very much. But she is a Robin. Well, was. It's truely something, to feel your last breath leaving you and still search for approval that you did your best, even though you're the one who was wronged by another. Stephanie is back now. Sometimes it seems to her that she'll forever live with the pain of giving it all only to feel like an unwanted failure. Even though she wears her purple with pride now and it's been a long time since her days in red green and yellow. She doesn't truely blame Bruce. At least, that's what she thinks most of the time.
Bruce is just a man, not a legend larger than life. His heart bleeds for his children. He'd die for all of them, legally his or not. Dick, Jason, Cass, Tim, Steph, Damian, Duke. He makes too many mistakes to count. He tears himself apart for them each night and rebuilds himself by morning. The city needs him, her favorite child. He fears that they, the kids, won't. He fears they'll stop believing in him, in the mission, in life.
He's been blaming himself ever since that night.
tumblr is probably seeing such a huge increase in users vs the decrease in twitter users LMFAOOO
Hello, people of Tumblr, I'm gay!
twitter hates us hi im @lancestrulovich on twt :))
Saw a post that saying the Twitter downfall was planned because it was one of the main global platforms for the spread of news and means of political organizing and activism as well as where investigative researchers post breaking news. Honestly makes me scared that the rich and powerful will go as far as buying a company for 44 billion and purposefully tank it