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A and b are making a cake. “Put on a song we can listen to B!” A says. Its the lazy town cake song. Huh.

When the fuck was lil jon in lazy town

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David tried to girlboss too hard and have four weed smoking boyfriends instead of three and that's why he died

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in canada, mass graves of hundreds of children who were murdered at residential schools keep being uncovered. the latest an unmarked grave site of around 750 children in saskatchewan. this country keeps sweeping this under the rug with empty promises and apologies. you can donate to the indian residential school survivors society. if you are indigenous or know any other places to donate, please add on to this post.

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Spirited Away / 千と千尋の神隠し

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hello dr stapleton. you have successfully guided my mother through the process of giving birth to me. now, if you fail the task at hand, it will directly result in me giving death to you. in front of you is my crib, and, next to that, a small bottle of infant formula

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new batch of @incorrect-muppet-quotes

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The Bad Batch. 💪

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so disney is using emily gwen’s lesbian pride flag with no compensation, and she’s still in need of money. i implore anyone who cares at all about the lgbt community to donate to her instead of paying for fucking mickey mouse pins

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Rescued baby seal’s first swim lesson

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IF YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT DONATING ANYTHING TO INDIANS REGARDING THE COVID SITUATION, DO NOT DONATE TO GOVERNMENT AGENCIES OR GOVERNMENT FUNDING. PLZ. look for direct donation links on social media sites!

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So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

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My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.