I used to think communication was the key until I realized comprehension is. You can communicate all you want with someone but if they donāt understand you, its silent chaos.
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I used to think communication was the key until I realized comprehension is. You can communicate all you want with someone but if they donāt understand you, its silent chaos.
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Itās true, Harry. You possess many of the qualities that Voldemort himself prizes. Determination, resourcefulness, and if I may say so, a certain disregard for the rules. Why, then, did the sorting hat place you in Gryffindor? Because I asked it to. Exactly, Harry, exactly! Which makes you different from Voldemort. It is not our abilities that show what we truly are. It is our choices.
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (2002) dir. Chris Columbus
The common argument.Ā āNot all cops are bad.ā Where are the good cops? Where is their outcry? What were the so-called good cops doing? Standing and watching, doing nothing. And they never will. The few who try get pushed out, fired, harassed. There is no such thing as a good cop in their system.Ā
fuck men yāall suck š
I feel so alone
been fully losing my shit since 8am. work in an hour. I donāt want this bread today
sleep is no longer an escape what do I do
Iām a stupid fucking dumb idiot who doesnāt know how to take care of herself properly how am I still alive?
You know when you wanna call ur mom but you fucking canāt bc odds are sheās not gonna help sheās just gonna make you feel worse and you canāt call ur dad bc heās fucking dead so ur just stuck having a silent panic attack under your covers to no disturb the person next to you bc you know your problems are stupid and dumb and you donāt want to bother people with them bc same
Hi, Iām Julia Morris.
Me introducing myself
She literally said NAMASTE as NEH-MASE
Her comedic timing on every one of these is absolutely flawlessā¦. I wonder how it feels being the funniest person on earth
itās sometimes hard to believe rasputin was real. like thereās no non-fucked up part of rasputinās existence
did he do something problematic i thought he was just russiaās greatest love machine
basic (true) story: fanatical russian monk who has almost never shaved or washed and smells like goats shows up at the russian capital with a creepy look on his beardy face and everyone just assumes heās a prophet or a saint because heās got a cult following that believes he can cure illnesses. his stans are sexually obsessed with him and he gets just a fuckton of russian pussy wherever he goes cause apparently he can cure his true believers of illness with god-given dick magic. russiaās queen has him come stay at the palace and sets him up in luxury because she thinks he can cure her sonās haemophilia with the power of russian goat jesus, and they (allegedly) become lovers, probably, ācause she craves that unwashed goat-scented dick like the rest of his cult which she nowĀ (allegedly) belongs to.Ā
then the worst assassins in the history of assassinations try to assassinate him, because all of russia is slutshaming the queenĀ he has too much power over the royal family and itās helping revolutionaries turn people against the royals. so these idiots have him round for tea and cakes which are poisoned with cyanide, but he is magically unaffected by poison they get the dose wrong and he doesnāt die, and then he drinks three glasses of wine, which are also poisoned, and he doesnāt die, so they tell him to look at a crucifix and shoot him in the chest with a revolver when he isnāt looking, and he doesnāt die, but they think heās dead so one of them dresses in his clothes and gets driven to his apartment to make it look like heās gone home to hide the crime, and when they come back he gets up and attacks them, so they stab him in the side with a knife, and he doesnāt die, and then he frees himself and runs outside, so they shoot him a few times more, including in the forehead, and they wrap his body up and chuck him in the icy river, and he doesnāt go into the water, so his body is found on the ice the next day. and get thisā¦. he diedā¦. of hypothermia.
additionally, everyone who wasnt in the party of getting rid of rasputin was pretty bummed out when they found him and his miracle dick dead the next day and there was a pretty bangin funeral of which the royal family themselves attended. however after the tsar was overthrown a few month later they exhumed his body and burned it because the new leadership was very adamant about making sure there were no ties left to honor the old monarchy. however this dudes body had never been properly prepped for a cremation which meant that under the extreme heat his tendons and ligaments began to retract and shrink causing his dead body to move and twitch around as if still animate. according to some testimony his body actually sat up straight on the pyre, and at least one spectator fired a gun at the body and another may have allegedly died of shock.
Rasputin was an old god from times before humans
He is like a cleric gone wild
ādid rasputin do something problematicā i am going to die
im not INTERESTED anymore in seeing menās perception of what female leisure time looks like, how we lounge around hairless and small and beautiful on our beds and couches in oversized shirts and lace underwear, unaware and unassuming and all the more beautiful for not Trying to be beautiful, iām TIRED of it. even our most basic freedom of privacy, time alone with the self, has been butchered and ripped from us by the gaze of male photographers and artists
menās perception of women lounging:
women actually lounging
Sleeping under the stars
This would be a cute date
until jason vorhees pops outta the water
mood of the day:Ā
but WAIT there MORE
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THIS TURNED OUT SO MUCH BETTER THAN EXPECTED
you missed the best bit