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i want to put them in a room together. It would be funny

#put me in the room with them #please #good gods above please

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how do y’all have drama on HERE? just reblog a pair of tiddies or a highland cow and chill the fuck out

#m-m-minotaur #:hearteyes:

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What is your favourite time of the day ? (Like sunset, sunrise ecc ecc)

Deep moonless nights with infinite stars.

Misty autumn mornings.

The hour before sunset when the world burns elflight gold.

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‘Bat and Dove’, Mel Chin 2007 pigment, ink, egg yolk on paper 10 ½ x 13 inches Airborne Holy symbols embrace/battle in an inky sky. https://melchin.org/

#me and him

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OP isn't exaggerating. There are countless of videos of the IDF shooting at crowds of Palestinians trying to find food for themselves and their starving families. The UN World Food Programme even suspended delivering aid because the IDF won't stop shooting people.

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Greek Goddesses by Tyler Miles Lockett

#oh I'm in loveeeeee #these are gorgeous #greek mythology #digital art

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“Her name is Lulu…she is scared of the loud bombing just like us.”

#palestine

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UK babes there's another ceasefire vote happening on Wednesday 21st Feb

Everyone should be emailing their MP pushing for them to vote for a ceasefire

Go here for your MPs details and a email template. We need to be forcing their hands about this. Email them every minute if you have to. Make them hear you.

Also, if you can get to parliament on Wednesday between 11:30-4pm, Palestine Solidarity Campaign will be lobbying MPs as they go to vote. You dont need to be an expert, just register to join them here. They'll tell you everything you need to know.

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my favourite button ever is "open link in new tab"..

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I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.

I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.

I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.

I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.

I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.

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Having such a fleabag moment on the verge of tears at the bus stop listening to Florence + the machine

#Mother Florence makes all the hurt okay #i fucking hate everyone and everything why does nothing ever go well #and the worst thing is my hurt comes from good intentions of people trying to keep me safe when all they've done is make everything ✨worse✨ #fuck me for caring and thinking someone would ever care back ig #anyway #fleabag

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Bees are green

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Everyone has been telling me that uni is the best years of my life and I should be out there enjoying it and I'll tell you what they're not wrong bc tonight I went to a pub quiz, got back and played the sims with my mates, now I'm in bed at 11pm next to the man of my dreams who is sleeping peacefully on my My Melody and Kuromi book pillow under my two duvets, and if this is just the beginning of the best years of my life I'm pretty fucking stoked

#ugh this is amazing #I really really like him #and now he calls the bed in my dorm 'our bed' #I want every day of my future to be like this #soft and peaceful and someone sweet to get through the tough times with #(speaking of which I did have to go get plan B earlier bc we were a little wreckless lmao) #(he was very sweet and came with me and gave me chocolate after the nausea from the pill subsided) #uniposting

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AuDHD math is sleeping under two duvets and a blanket with the window open because I need to feel like a wild animal sleeping in the outdoors in a nest apparently

#I am so incredibly normal guys #trust me #audhd things #neurodivergent #audhd