Love It When Birds Chirp Next To My Window And Cock Their Little Heads At Me. I See You Too Baby

love it when birds chirp next to my window and cock their little heads at me. i see you too baby

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4 months ago

batman wrote this

batman comic arcs are so mindlessly dark all the time. “the killing joke” “death in the family” “batman’s grave” how about “batman has a nice fucking day for once” huh? “batman chills the fuck out and spends some time with his kids” “batman and the relaxing picnic” “batman has a really good cup of tea and its not poisoned or drugged because he’s been stressed lately” huh???? what about that, assholes.

3 months ago
Uh Oh!!!! He's On My Bread :(

uh oh!!!! he's on my bread :(

if god is a fungus i am gonna be soooo mad


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1 month ago

i think the world would be a better place if it got to decide who the next american president would be. we don't deserve to suffer for your mistakes, and you've proven yourself to be stupid because you didn't learn from the first time Orange Embarrassment was in office.


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4 weeks ago

🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

🌿 My Name Is Rola, And This Is My Story 🌿
🌿 My Name Is Rola, And This Is My Story 🌿

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

🌿 My Name Is Rola, And This Is My Story 🌿
🌿 My Name Is Rola, And This Is My Story 🌿

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

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1 month ago

some people in india are illiterate and can't read, which is why there are symbols denoting numbers on the coins. it's not some cutesy design, i think they were trying to be inclusive.

Say What You Will About The Reserve Bank Of India These Are Some Cracking Coins
Say What You Will About The Reserve Bank Of India These Are Some Cracking Coins

say what you will about the reserve bank of india these are some cracking coins


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1 month ago

pronouns are fee/fo/fi/fum and boy do i smell an englishman


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2 years ago

i fluctuate between manically happy psychopath and half decomposed walrus like i get paid for it


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4 weeks ago

@dosa-sambhar blaming oppressed people SC/ST/OBC is easier than blaming the government. you can kill oppressed people, but you can't kill the government.

repeat after me: caste reservations are not the problem, the lack of government colleges and seats is.


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3 months ago

i am not saying female characters cannot be homophobic, and neither am I saying all fics are like this. But if you just target female characters for the purpose of fighting homophobia you're either being lazy or misogynist. Gay people are literally being shunned around the world by religious bigots, toxic masculinity, the law system and politicians but the only cause of homophobia you could come up with is.... women. nice.

i know you guys are going to kill me for this but,,, When people write gay fiction on heteronormative shows e.g Sherlock, the female love interest is villainized or dumbed down. You try to show that homophobia and queerbaiting is bad but you just end up decimating female characters on the basis that they're 'coming in between the main ship' . Why. Aren't there other ways to fight homophobia other than just being wildly inaccurate or just plain mean about female characters? I can see this crap with Sharon Carter and Molly Hooper on this site.


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