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Moonbows
A moonbow, also known as a lunar rainbow or white rainbow, is a rainbow created by moonlight rather than sunlight. It's formed when light from the moon refracts and reflects off water droplets, like those in rain or mist, creating a visible arc of light in the sky. Moonbows are generally fainter and less colorful than regular rainbows, and they are much rarer due to the need for specific conditions like a full or near-full moon, clear skies, and dark skies.
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Fake laughed at a customer's joke today and dropped the smile within milliseconds of them turning around. when I tell you that I felt like Patrick fucking Bateman
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Peak representation of girl experience
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i could be your ugly boyfriend i love wikipedia and car seat headrest and i have strong opinions about everything
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@bunnydracula @thatdiabolicalfeminist @quecksilvereyes @save-mohamed-family
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I can’t aspire to be a trophy husband or trophy wife due to nonbinary, but I can be a trophy thing if anyone wants
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so much of the horror genre is informed by the metaphor of queer/transness as monstrousness. especially emphasizing the amount of horror that depends on the audience's repulsion at seeing a human body changing into a new, other body. I Saw the TV Glow is about the horror of NOT transitioning. the horror of static. the horror of looking into yourself and being terrified of what you see. the horror of seeing who you are and choosing to do nothing about it. the horror of looking away. and by god is it terrifying.
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37 people were illegally detained in Bellingham, Washington for the ‘crime’ of speaking Spanish. This is so fucking inhumane and cruel
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A hero at heart ❤️🔥
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When Odysseus has returned at last unrecognizable to Ithaca and killed the suitors swarming the throne room, very delicately he signals to Telemachus to depart: as he stood twenty years ago, he stands now before Penelope. On the palace floor, wide bands of sunlight turning from gold to red. He tells her nothing of those years, choosing to speak instead exclusively of small things, as would be the habit of a man and woman long together: once she sees who he is, she will know what he’s done. And as he speaks, ah, tenderly he touches her forearm.
Louise Glück, “Reunion,” from Meadowlands
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little dionysus, son of glorious semele
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cooking mama castlevania spinoff cancelled 2020 e3 leak
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