Honestly, I Don't Blame Her For Wanting To Get Off This God-forsaken Wet Rock.

I just know in my heart of hearts that in "Star Trek" at one point, there was some moral panic somewhere on Vulcan (among the uppity sorts) because Human culture was "infecting" the local youth with their overly emotional, destructive, unproductive, frivolous, and uneducational ways.

And what was actually happening was that a bunch of Vulcan kids got really into 23rd-century "Minecraft" or something.

Small Vulcan child @ another Vulcan child: (in a tone that sounds flat to Humans but angry as hell to Vulcans) "You have compromised the optimization of my fortress. I am having an emotional urge to blow up your house... in Minecraft."

So that’s basically how it went down

Sorry bro

“Ethics? Playing god?! I created easily affordable 3D printed organs that are perfectly compatible with the human body! Do you know how many people will die if you bring me to "justice”? I saw what happened to the guy who almost cured cancer! You’re no hero, you’re just a hired gun!“

cant stop thinking about this one

btw the thing she couldn’t ignore was someone calling her out for saying anti-depressants/hormone therapy are only perscribed by lazy doctors

you open the door and

In my science era. cells and stuff

I hate when I say things like "oh I want an ipod classic but with bluetooth so I can use wireless headphones" and some peanut comes in and replies with "so a smartphone with spotify?" No. I want a 160GB+ rectangular monstrosity where I can download every version of every song I want to it and it does nothing except play music and I don't need a data connection and don't have to pay a subscription to not have ads and don't have popups suggesting terrible AI playlists all over the menus.

Gimme the clicky wheel and song titles like "My Chemical Romance- The Black Parade- Blood (Bonus Track)- secret track- album rip- high quality"

Hello...i,m ahmed ... From a person trying to satisfy his hunger and thirst with a little to a person with a compassionate and tender heart. Imagine waking up to find yourself sleeping in the streets of a ruin. 💔💔 This is my situation and the situation of my family. The war has destroyed all my dreams and ambitions and broken everything inside me. 💔💔 Help me so that I can stand on my feet and sleep in a safe place. Help me, even with a little, so that I can eat the least amount of food, as I sit for hours without a single bite. 💔💔 The war has left me without food or shelter. 💔💔 I can barely wear the most worthless things. The least you can do for me can be a lot. 💔💔 I am waiting for your compassionate heart to give me a little something. 🥺

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