Look! It Is My First Experimental Mongolia :D

The family of the 14-year-old girl who died in a russian airstrike in Kharkiv had just begun to recover from another loss — the girl's father had previously gone missing in the Donetsk area, her relative Olga told Ukrainian media 'Suspilne.'

In the picture is a photo of the deceased girl with her head torn apart by the explosion of a russian bomb. On the right are mocking comments from cheering russians.

At the time of the attack, the schoolgirl was sitting on a bench near a children playground.

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planning to prank Alfred.

кулєги, ширте, Хеталія жива в Україні!

attention!

I am not telling all the USA and Canada are like that.

I am only asking you to touch the grass if you keep thinking we are stealing yer money and do nothing after the migration.

peace!

I forgot to show you what I had done this summer!

I tried to practice my skills, specifically drawing emotions, and...tha is the result. do not ask me why The Screecher. you would better not to play this game if you want to sleep well at night.

@uk-vulgar-ask 

well...I create an ask...and I will not even hide it, ha-ha, it is not a personal account to hide from place to place!

and for the last - old doodle and the best goddamn gentleman in the world!

I'm gonna send him to outa space, to find another race...

I know Christmas is coming...however, I wish it were summer time.

That is what ruzzians did with my house recently.

8th of July, 2024. ruzzian terrorists bombed many buildings of Kyiv, including Okhmatdyt hospital. however, let me show you what they did to my house that very day (the hospital is kinda close to us). I survived the first wave of rockets on my floor, I also monitored the next one, but sadly did not have time to get to a safe place in the elevator. in front of my eyes, under extremely powerful explosions, the neighbour's door flew off its hinges, the ceiling crumbled (did not fall), and the entire floor was covered in a fog of dust. speaking nervously, most likely delusional, I went down (it was also dangerous to do, NEVER DO THAT, PLEASE). I picked up a neighbor’s girl (a teenager) on the floors below, whom I thought I left in the house where the door was broken (I was afraid, I аm sorry, I was afraid to come closer, I was only thinking about myself); well...everything went well: the girl managed to go down the stairs before the rocket detonated. the neighbors were scared, a few of them were crying, we had an injured child (of preschool age, her temple was covered in blood), I filmed a little of what was on the street. my hands were shaking, I could not call anyone, I just mumbled something. my relatives came as fast as they could (I live with one of them), they even dared to go up to the apartment, clean it up a bit, and then we left the house and now live in another one.

it is temporary, of course. yesterday, I went to clean the house (as you can see in the video), it is almost clean of glass and pieces of walls. we are going to fix the windows ourselves, because it will be 100 years before the state does them. however, this bittersweet memory of how I almost died at home (it was a cruise rocket...the ballistics would have buried us all alive) would never allow my already shaky mental state to recover.

I have been trying to shout at people for a long time about two things: ruzzia must be destroyed; Ukraine must receive comprehensive assistance. I don't care how many kidneys I will later sell to the USA, Britain or Germany to thank for the fact that my country will live in peace, I am ready for anything, as long as children stop dying in front of my eyes. I heard the moaning of people under the rubble, I regretted that I was living instead of the dead. we are not a third world country. we deserve to exist, and fucking ruzzians are not allowed to decide our fate.

There is no cure for pro-r*ussian or so-called "polite influences" on social media.

I have recently been scrolling my YouTube and found a brand new video about food overconsumption. I read a few comments and, after putting a dislike, closed the video.

There was r*ssian coment, and of course, it was liked by an author. The message of the comment was that Americans eat the worst military food, bless the monarch of r*ssian empire, food should be nutritional, and so on.

First, as a Ukrainian, I saw many vids about r*ssian military food (made by r*ussians) where they were (so ironically) vomiting and telling this is just fat and porridge... It was the time I laughed.

Second, I am impressed how stupid the author is cause she liked it (btw she had a British accent, THE FOOK YER DOING A CHARAID?). Just because a terrorist loves flowers like you do it does not mean you have to support terrorism.

Third...Actually, it is not the first time I see how people like and are really impressed by comments like "as a r*ssian, I...", "I am from r*ssia and we...". You have never spoke to them, never seen the real r*ssia and you fucking forget there is the war in Ukraine — WHAAAATEVER, why not to like it, it is just a comment?

Because it is a lie and all the r*ssian users are just a piece of huge 150 million (less, I guess, whatever) shit making fun of you, pretending to be a better state. Instead of being ofenced and tell em to go to fuck themselves people are eating shit and are comfortable with a self-abasement.

Overconsumption is not the reason the USA is worse than an error state with no normal roads, houses, medicine, psychological health, but with huge half imperial half soviet ambitions, and so on.

And I do not even want to listen to your "bwbwbbababab r*ssians deserve for better lives you cannot be so mean, blah blah blah". They don't. They simply don't. Never deserved. Tell all the Georgians, Baltic countries, the Finnish, Polish people, Romanians, Moldovans (etc) r*ussians are good, and you will get your mouth stuffed with nails and crap.

аж полегшало, кулєги, ширте мої думки, поки я живий.

there is never enough Murdoc!

oh, and I am sorry for having no fixed style, I try to find my own in the case of Gorillaz.

I remember long ago, when I was a university freshman...

England: I would like to know the reason you miss meeting by meeting. America: well, my schedule (skɛʤʊl) is tight now. England: you meant schedule (ʃɛdjuːl). America: schedule. England: sche-dule. America: who told you it is correct? England: I did, and moreover, I taught you English yer shitty... America: so why do you say school (skuːl) like that? England: keeps the silence of confusion.

NOTE: both variants are good and useful, though I have been learning UK standard since school. so the American English is still specific to me.