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I am so so so here for these artists using their own cultural art, language and symbols to protest for palestine, especially with esc actively trying to make sure they can't. oppression is global and eurovision is aiding and condoning it.
Intrusive Thoughts are unwanted thoughts or images that you find distressing and/or disturbing.
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I’ve been having these recurring dreams of a seaside town called Marlowe Bay from the POV of a young man named Osborne Scarborough living in his dad’s lighthouse and this is gonna be a long post of everything I’m gonna share that I saw in each dream in this town (more to come in reblogs)
1. There’s a washed up ivory clawfoot bathtub on the beach full of rope net, seaweed, a sea star, a gold monocle, a leather bag covered in barnacles and grime, and a single crab holding the monocle on the beach.
2. Martha Hampshire the closest neighboring lady with the white and red polka dotted dress and birds nest hair.
3. Fenton the lab mix. I love you Fenton.
4. Mr. Catch and his small fishing boat (accompanied by Fenton) with his marbled false eye and scallop shell tattoo.
5. Something about Osborne’s father causing Osborne’s eyes to tear up just hearing him be mentioned.
6. The young girl standing where the cliff met the pier, with a crab trap on her left foot like a shoe in the mist.
7. The way Osborne puts his gold rimmed glasses in his dad’s blue fisherman hat before he went to bed every night curled up in that big thick blue blanket in the lofty bed of the lighthouse.
Thinking about the time I wrote my mom a paraphrased version of AM’s Hate monologue from I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream where I made it so that it’d be about how much I love my mom to my mom.
Good morning to Banana the Lobster, and only Banana.
A punk stops during a gay pride parade to allow a mesmerized child to touch his jacket spikes.
Omg this is like 800 metaphors rolled into one megaphor
why hasn't no one posted the kringlefucker yet. you guys used to love the kringlefucker.
RIP. Aaron Bushnell I hope I can help spread your message like wildfire