𐙚 ๋࣭ ⭑ 3 - 9 - 24 🦢 to all the people st☆rving themselves so they can lose weight....
please eat. your body deserves to. plus, if your eating habits get disrupted, the stored body fat your body has been keeping will be in use. if you want to lose weight, please just eat healthier and start working out. you don't have to start right away, just start slowly at a time. even walking can help you lose weight. just please... eat.
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hey, I was wondering if you could use your platform to talk about KOSA. I can’t assume you’re American but it’s a bill in America that might become a law here in four days and it will wipe out a lot of fandom and fanfiction content from American websites and the internet in America. It will also endanger LGBT and mentally ill people. It will censor a lot of things and will track down all your Internet history to where the government will have everything they could ever want on you.
https://www.tumblr.com/finleyforevermore/729304455487602688
Oh um sure mostly because that's not good (still on break but just wanted to post this)
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I just want to give a heads up - I went Thru A Thing yesterday and I'm going to be drawing a vent image containing gore, specifically decapitation and eye trauma. So if that's going to be upsetting for you please make sure you have gore/decapitation/eye trauma blacklisted.
Please don't come at me for posting such things on what is my main (only) art blog. This is my art blog and I'll post my art on it. But I don't want to jumpscare anyone, so on the rare occasions that I draw graphic content I'll give warnings and tag it well.
I'm also not going to be using cw: or // in any of the tags because. Why do people do that.
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So what are you doing on your day off? 🌻☺️
I am sleeping almost all day...
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mixed crayola watercolors with white gouache. cannot recommend lol.
hard to get good coverage and vibrant color
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⸻ ✿ status / closed , @hntedhouse .
⸻ ✿ location / santa moneda .
luna was restless. with every slight shuffle or voices she could catch, her mind would start to paint pictures. it wanted to envision what he could be doing as he resided directly above them with no concern for the fool who lived below. the game of what if never did them any good. all it did was leave them longing for the past, and wondering if things could be any different. luna couldn't stay in the apartment when the spiral started. she traded the labyrinth of their mind with the labyrinth of the santa moneda halls. they wandered staircases they led to nowhere, opened windows with only drywall on the other-side, took in glass stained doorways, and picked floor numbers in the elevator at random; anything to get as far away from the regret as possible. the jacket, his dark brown jacket, draped over their shoulders brought them comfort as much as it brought them distress. she could never tell which one was winning over the other, and could never bring it in themselves to take it off either. as they rounded another corner, crystal care package tossed between palms, she rounded into someone else as well. the impact making them stumble just a bit and the clattering of their crystals against granite sent them to the ground. ❝ i'm so sorry ! i wasn't paying attention ❞ she explained, fingers working quickly to collect their assortment so they wouldn't get stepped on. the second pair of hands coming into view tugging her lips up into a polite smile, and they had looked up to tell the other that they didn't have to help. but upon realizing who that person was, she halted. ❝ drew. ❞ a statement enough to change their polite smile into a sincere one. ❝ hi. ❞ voice softened as she wracked her brain for �� something else to say, but all they landed on was another quiet, ❝ hi, drew. ❞
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I watched a couple episodes of Ten Pound Poms yesterday and, well. I’m not watching anymore. My expectations weren’t high but I was imagining a feel good story about immigrants getting on and building a life in a new place. I was hoping for good dresses and inoffensive stories. Also, as a fan of Andor, I wanted to support Faye Marsay, but she’s on her own here. She’s a good actor and does what she can with the material but you can’t make a silk purse from this sow’s ear.
All I could think while watching is that they should emigrated to Canada. Here they wouldn’t have had to actually immigrate. As British citizens, they could have just walked in and, if they felt like it, written to the Canadian gov’t to sort out their Canadian citizenship while they got down to the business of getting jobs, good houses, and secure futures. No sacrificing of passports or visas required; they’re British, for god’s sake. They’re more Canadian than we are.
My uncle was a tradesman who immigrated to Canada from Italy in 1955 and he got a job in his trade immediately. That’s WHY they let him immigrate. But, according to this TV series, a British skilled builder can’t get a job in Australia in his trade. Really? The only job he can get is as a ditch digger on a crew that is, at least at the outset, all white and all Australian-born. Really? In the middle of a labour shortage none of these white, able-bodied, Australian-born men could get an easier job with better pay, even though most of them seem to be war veterans. Really? And in the post-War home-building boom, a skilled builder couldn’t get any other job than digging ditches. REALLY?
It’s going to take some willing suspension of disbelief to watch this show.
And I haven’t even gotten to the part where the British immigrants are shocked - shocked, I tell you - by the racism they witness in Australia. They’ve never heard tell of such things in Manchester. Prospective Asian immigrants are roughed up in full view of the immigration queue because, as the immigrant official makes clear, Australia is for “white’s only.” Nobody thought to tell the Asian immigrants that they wouldn’t be allowed to enter the country before they got on the fucking boat for a 6 week journey? Because, I imagine that would be something that would have come up.
And don’t even get me started on the British disapproval of the racism white Australians have for aboriginal Australians. Where did these white Australians even come from with those sorts of attitudes?
Apparently they didn’t have sexism in Southport either because that comes as a huge, distasteful shock as well.
I guess the plucky Brits are just going to have to band together and lead their Italian and German fellow immigrants through this racist, sexist hellhole to a bright, sunshiny future. I guess. I won’t be watching to find out.
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