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my English prof teaching abt cover letters today and me trying not to bring up the luke skywalker cover letter post:

I'm so deadass rn my substitute for history just announced that the earth was hollow I'M CRYIIIING

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

My favorite part of history is the beginnings of revolutions, the people who have taken enough of something and one day they decide this isn't the way to keep going, and then my second favorite part of history is the community that forms around those beginnings

I love it when people remember that underneath the rest of our differences we're all people and deserve to be treated like it, that fire genuinely gives me life

kicked out of the dog park because his shikigami is “scaring the other dogs” and “has a menacing aura”

comm for a patron

a man self immolated in front of the israeli embassy in washington dc yesterday. not just any man. an active member of the us air force. he live streamed his death, and said that he refused to be complicit in a genocide any longer. he said that compared to what palestinians were facing every day, setting himself alight was nothing.

let me reiterate. an active duty air force member burned himself alive because he was so disgusted by what the us government was openly supporting. he live-streamed his own suicide, so the whole world could bear witness as a man in his military uniform set himself on fire to protest his government’s complicity in the horrors that we have all been forced to watch happen in real time. he became a new horror. footage of the immolation blurs him out the moment the fire catches, but you can hear him. it is over in seconds, really, but you can hear him screaming. he shouts “free palestine” until his body physically cannot make any sounds other than guttural screams of agony. and then he falls silent. a police officer arrives and points a gun at his still burning body, shouting at him to get down on the ground. and it is over.

his name was Aaron Bushnell. he was twenty five years old. and he isn’t here anymore because the political ruling class has decided that genocide is perfectly fine as long as it preserves imperialism. in the coming days, people will try to discredit him. to say that he was mentally unstable. they will try to bury his actions to save face and defend israel’s propaganda. do not let them. aaron knew what he was doing. he knew what he was doing when he put on his military uniform, set up his twitch stream, and made his final walk up to the embassy. he knew what would happen to him when he flicked that lighter. do not let them forget. aaron’s blood is on the hands of the political ruling class.

alright tiktokians who moved here, imma lay some ground rules.

one, this is my house, I can't do anything about the furniture.

two, you aren't actually forced to reblog. yes, it's like reposting. no, just because people tell you to reblog, you don't have to. yes, it's very nice if you reblog art, because sometimes people do that for a job.

three, tag your shit

four, you can cuss. you can say kill. you can say suicide.

five, you can be horny. I don't wanna see that shit. tag it properly.

six, no tagging inappropriately because I will run you over with my car.

seven, yes you can comment! No one uses these most times.

eight, you gotta build up your timeline baby girl, this ain't TikTok.

nine, yes you can privately reblog if you're embarrassed

and finally. Ten, there is nothing I can do about the hornbots.

This is the worst timeline. (x)