Or /maybe/ win 1 MILLION DOLLARS!
When you deactivate on tumblr.com they send you to the plinko machine to be incinerated
Hadestown... This is the plot to hadestown...
my little cousin confidently declared that mother nature had a counterpart named daddy electric and i feel like this concept needs to be explored
I can’t believe my most famous post is a shit post MEME about Brennan Lee Mulligan that I made during midnight brain fog...
Y’all want my fuckin memes? TAKE MY FUCKIN MEMES...
Everyone else can go home- this is all I'm gonna be talking about for the foreseeable future
Meet the Scrumptious Scoundrels of A Crown of Candy, all illustrated by Samir Barrett
Casual reminder that the Palestine Children's Relief Fund has a 97% on Charity Navigator and you should donate to it if u can. Despite the limited external aid that's been allowed into Gaza, they've been able to distribute a lot of aid internally. And they are providing needed aid to Lebanon.
You know what I’d like?
I’d like more ya fantasy genre fiction that features homeless kids where they aren’t homeless due to the consequences of the fantasy universe...
Like- Growing up it was just cool to see kids in books I liked who had similar experiences to me
But I’m tired of the only examples being things like
“My super powers got out of control and now I’m forced to live on my own on the run”
“I’m the solitary leader of a child rebellion due to the circumstances of my dystopian society”
And even
“You aren’t able to tell what the normal age to move out is in my universe- but there are just plenty of teenagers living on their own or living on the run- and no one ever fucking questions it”
One the one hand- it was cool seeing characters like me with these cool destinies and powers
But at the end of the day it made it that much harder to have to go- “I’m not in this situation because I’m important, I’m here because my mother’s a deadbeat”
I wanna see more homeless kids in ya fantasies that live that way cause sometimes shit happens- not because they’re special- but cause that’s life...
Her name was Saly, she was five years old. She was like any child, she probably liked to play with her toys, she was probably learning to read, she probably like to spend time with her family and friends.
Maybe she would have been a doctor, or a farmer, or a engineer. Maybe she would have advanced the field of physics or medicine, written a best seller novel or stared in a major movie production; Or she might have had a quieter life, the world might have never known her name, but her friends and family would have and that might have been enough.
But no one will ever know now because Israel took those lives away from her, the tens of thousands of possibles that lay before each child burning like candle lights in cool summer night sniffed out in an instant. A last story shared by thousands of Palestinian children in Gaza.
Why does it always have to be “you surround yourself with constant chaos because you can’t function in a stable environment because you’re not used to it”
Or
“You have to keep your mind and body constantly overstimulated because if you stop for a second you just won’t start again”
Whatever happened to just being here for a good time, not for a long time?
Okay
That's it
it's time to pack up and move on-
too many people know me here now- gotta go somewhere else
Good while it lasted- but can't stay here
(for the person who lives with me, this is a /joke/ I just had someone with three degrees of separation recognize me and my work gossip and considered dunking my head in the deep fryer)
•He/him•22• Victim of the Woke™️ Nativity story
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