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"The normalization, the acceptance, the embrace, the belief that a settler-colonial project can be reformed, can be saved, that it's somehow not rotted to the core, needs to be combated. When you normalize the right of one settler-colonial project to exist, you're letting colonized people know that your solidarity is conditional... Any excuse you give for normalization of a settler colonial project is fundamentally a betrayal to colonized people all around the world, especially when you yourself are a settler... Let me make this plain: If you accept 1776, how are we to believe that you reject 1948?"

-Deculturation, "Superman, Colonialism, and Decolonization!"

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just precisely how bad was 1500s jerusalem at making maps, you ask? well,

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lets make jokes that dont make sense and are bad

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It’s so infuriating that teen smoking rates were at an all time low in the US and we were on track to basically eradicate smoking and nicotine addiction in teens like it was flat out uncool to smoke and then They came out with nicotine injector flash drives that light up and taste like cotton candy. And have lead in them.

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Maurice Denis, Dorades et moules, 1908. Oil on board.

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i love turning off lights. no need for all that

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bbc merlin is a fun silly show that begs the question what if you were given a destiny you didn’t understand and you betrayed yourself time and time again in what you think is a selfless act of love that will serve a greater purpose, only for that to be the exact reason you fail and the undoing of the person you love most. and then the random filler episodes are like this witch is doing terrorism in camelot by sneaking magic mushroom bombs into the soup and merlin has to gaslight arthur into thinking he doesn’t like mushrooms or something idk

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sometimes i say “i think” but actually i know. on account of being the knower.

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best part of the movie was this dude

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acceptance speech after setting the world record in goosebumps by Andrea Gibson

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I AM 17. I HAVE LOT TO SAY. by Jackson Holbert

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LUCILLE CLIFTON

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My love, I was so wrong. Dying is the opposite of leaving. When I left my body, I did not go away. That portal of light was not a portal to elsewhere, but a portal to here. I am more here than I ever was before. I am more with you than I ever could have imagined. So close you look past me when wondering where I am. It’s Ok. I know that to be human is to be farsighted. But feel me now, walking the chambers of your heart, pressing my palms to the soft walls of your living. Why did no one tell us that to die is to be reincarnated in those we love while they are still alive? Ask me the altitude of heaven, and I will answer, “How tall are you?” In my back pocket is a love note with every word you wish you’d said. At night I sit ecstatic at the loom weaving forgiveness into our worldly regrets. All day I listen to the radio of your memories. Yes, I know every secret you thought too dark to tell me, and love you more for everything you feared might make me love you less. When you cry I guide your tears toward the garden of kisses I once planted on your cheek, so you know they are all perennials. Forgive me, for not being able to weep with you. One day you will understand. One day you will know why I read the poetry of your grief to those waiting to be born, and they are all the more excited. There is nothing I want for now that we are so close I open the curtain of your eyelids with my own smile every morning. I wish you could see the beauty your spirit is right now making of your pain, your deep seated fears playing musical chairs, laughing about how real they are not. My love, I want to sing it through the rafters of your bones, Dying is the opposite of leaving. I want to echo it through the corridor of your temples, I am more with you than I ever was before.  Do you understand? It was me who beckoned the stranger who caught you in her arms when you forgot not to order for two at the coffee shop. It was me who was up all night gathering sunflowers into your chest the last day you feared you would never again wake up feeling lighthearted. I know it’s hard to believe, but I promise it’s the truth. I promise one day you will say it too– I can’t believe I ever thought I could lose you.

love letter from the afterlife, andrea gibson

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i will not be having an ipad baby. i will be having a Pea baby

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Show me how unwell you are by telling me what your top song of 2025 is so far

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knee deep in the caravan seat and you're tasking me out is it mastering now. two weeks and alex invites me to a house in chiswick is it taskmaster now.