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the way I’m low key getting held against my will in this country 😍
really scared of ever meeting a man who's obsessed with tibet
pimple on my nose and it’s going to be one for the books I can just tell
i am generally against the death penalty however Colombian and Brazilian men who wear ghutras and pretend to be Saudi/emirati on porn twitter are an exception. If I see foreskin and public hair and the word “habibi” is somewhere in the caption I’m coming to circumcise you.
From Ding Wenjie's personal paintings.
Guernica: What do you mean when you say that Americans don’t engage with the world?
Rabih Alameddine: We pick one writer from every country and think that’s what that literature is. Colombia—Gabriel García Márquez—yay! Chile—Roberto Bolaño—yay! One writer from each country begins to represent an entire worldview. I should tell you now, I represent all Lebanese. No—all Arabs. Read my books and you’ll understand what all Arabs are like. [a thoughtful pause] If I am supposed to represent the Arabs, we’re in deep shit.
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I learned a very long time ago that I could post in English on the Anglo internet about my experience as a sexual minority in the #middleeastandnorthafrica region. I could vent about every slight or slur, every indiscretion, all the doors that might not have closed in my face had I not been who I am. But that all it would do is earn me a seat at a table half the world away, a seat that I would lose the second I said “but my people are still human. But we are Arab women before we are queer women. But we are muslim before we are trans women. But we are imperialised subjects of the periphery before we are bisexuals. But we are ‘combat-aged males’ before we are gay men and boys.” A seat that I could only keep if I show a willingness to betray my people. And I will not. I do not want it. The price is too steep and the value too low.
I have come to know now that this western voraciousness for our stories was never an impulse born out of empathy; it has always been little more than a gathering of intel, of reasons to hate us and to justify the destruction of our bodies and the pillaging of our lands and the looting of our resources. So I no longer see the utility in being one more primary source for the proverbial NYT opinion editorial manufacturing consent for the latest campaign of imperial slaughter in my backyard on account of our inherent backwardness.
Can someone help me find the gif of the Zara employees in hats walking and then posing
this is what it feels like everyday all the time
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I know it’s time for me to leave Saudi Arabia because I’ve basically transformed into a 100% bottom to the point where I’m shaving my whole body so I give off even more of a big juicy milf vibe (give the people what they want). Less than two years ago I had a big hairy chest and was slinging my turkic dick all over London and New York. Now I’m not even sure if it still works. The last guy I hooked up with here was built like Timmy thick and had laser hair removal over his whole body and he still topped. It was so embarrassing.