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FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸.

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spotify users!!! tell me the fourth song in your second daily mix playlist... mine is bbyong by saturday hehehe

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Are people with large beds not afraid of a ghost crawling in with them? I would be

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Here's a website where Palestine GoFundMes are vetted and shared that you can send out to people. The url is gazafunds.com

Easy to use and simple. Just share the site whenever someone asks for GFMs for Palestine.

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Pink Face Side Table

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they should invent a brain that doesn’t whisper bad things to you

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the reason i love the comparison between angels and machines (robots, transmission towers, trains, computers, etc.) is that it gets to the heart of what angels essentially are: divine machines. they're mechanisms through with the divine is able to act, created with a purpose and "happy" to fill it simply because they were made to do so. they have more in common with a machine programmed to run on algorithms and make calculations based on input commands than they do with humanity, even if they bear a human visage - an attempt by the divine to help bridge the gap. angels do not need to be eldritch monstrosities to be terrifying, because they are already alien to us simply by being angels. for an angel to choose to deviate from their purpose and achieve free will is to fall because in order to have free will they can no longer be an angel, because an angel is defined by its purpose. much like the stories we tell of robots that gain sentence, only to discover that they can never truly be human, but neither can they go back to being a machine, angels who fall become something else entirely, purposeless and adrift and alone. it is a tragic sacrifice.

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George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard from, “Stratis Thalassinos among the Agapanthi.” [ID in alt text]

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charcuterie board but its garnished with viscera

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the weeping angel

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If I wake up in a Saw trap and I have no shoes on I’m just dying, I’m not playing any fucking games without any shoes on

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CHRISTIAN DIOR S/S 2003 COUTURE

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keeping all my desires stored in my moist and delicate body until they start rotting me from the inside out 

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hey girls will it end? when will it end? can it please end?