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Blood Canticle - Anne Rice (2003) -part 3

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Blood Canticle - Anne Rice (2003) - part 2

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time to update the meme

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Gee, I thought these people were the ones who were like “If you don’t like it, you can just move to a blue state.”

And now they’re mad the guy is doing just that?

You can’t oppress and discriminate against someone then be mad when they take their highly useful skill elsewhere.

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Have the guts to look them all in the eye and warn them first.

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wanted this more than anything in the world but alas it was $650

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the most fucked up fictional universe is all those mouse movies where mice have a secret society underneath human society where they’re fighting mouse versions of the same wars and have the same religious oppression and each have a human version of themselves

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UPDATE

I've given him an accessory to enhance his beauty

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Tatiana Maslany wearing a shirt that says ‘SUPPORT TRANS FUTURES’ on it to promote She-Hulk for Marvel Studios and Disney, and therefore forcing them to have that on their social medias for the world to see, including who knows how many queer kids and their guardians, is fucking awesome and I thank her for that.

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I KNOW I told this story before on my old blog but I don’t care bc it’s topical.

In second grade we kept a journal and every day when we got to class there was a prompt on the board to journal about. I LOVED this because it was my daily chance to draw in class. It was the only thing in school I was good at.

One day we were prompted to describe our favorite thing about the field trip we went on the day prior, and I said I liked going to the fast food place with a playground for lunch.

I drew an intricate scene depicting children playing in a 1990s indoor fast food playground, but I included a skeleton at the bottom of the ball pit, which I thought was a true stroke of comedic & artistic genius.

But my teacher found it disturbing so after class she brought my mom in and put the drawing in front of me and asked me to explain my thought process, which is already a lot to ask of a seven year old,

but luckily my artistic vision could not have been clearer and I did indeed have the backstory for the ballpit skeleton all laid out in my mind’s eyes.

I looked at them both and said as obviously as possible, “stayed in there too long.”