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Brooo.. so I im suffering from chronic vinland saga Brainrot and someone mentioned that if there was a live action made about vinland saga that they'd want Markiplier to play snake....and at first I was like ehh yeah maybe..but now.. I'm kinda seeing the idea..I see the dream..and i support. One fine motherfucker to play a fine ass motherfucker lol.

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If I will be nothing but a feast to wolves.. then I'll offer myself up on a platter with belladonna glaze on my skin. I will take the misery stitched into my skin from birth and shred all those who engraved it onto me. If I am to give my soul and flesh to men. I'll clothe my body in sinful flames and let it eviscerate my flesh as if to be a mirror.. a simple reflection of hell's wrath as I let it burn with my fury as I scorch the earth they sit on. I will be the meek lamb that is craved for their harvest.. and when my wool is sliced from my body then I will bathe in the scent of a wolf.. I'll cloak myself in his fur and leave nothing in my wake.. I'll take my curse and choke it down until I may finally feast on those who have preyed on me. I'll take their eyes so that they may see what they have done to me. I'll take their tongues so that they understand my silence. I'll take their hands so that they may never take again. I'll take their ears so that they are forced to hear their own minds internal pleas. I'll take their flesh so that they may understand why the flesh of the lamb is holy and why they have committed a grave sin desecrating it. I'll take their fear and etch it into their bones so that they understand why my rage and fear eat me alive. A hate that that burns me from the inside out until I crumble into an inevitable, inescapable…ash. But until the moment where hell takes my scorn and chains me to my punishment. I'll take those wolves and eviscerate their pack.

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Sometimes I watch myself in the mirror and choke. How far must a man fall, how long till my skin seeps off my withered bones. Will my lungs keep rhythm while poison slashes through my flesh? Will my hair fall in clumps while my brain melts into my palm. Will my voice cause waves as dust fills my throat? My reflection sits as still as a painting. Yet my pleas beg for a reaction. As if it's nothing more than a statue, it remains silent as atrocities plague. With a turn of my head I see the newspaper. must I etch the law into my skin and let my blood seep the words. How long till my time ceases, how long till the ground shakes and swallows me. Within my breath all I can think is how long will it take before I choke out the last.

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I am a lost child of light, Chained to remnants of an forbidden past. I am but a forsaken child of woe, A cursed existence sends me to my knees. A plea I send out to thee. A blood cursed to anger, Willed to Simply repeat. I am a lost soul and try as you might with candle and light, in the abyss I sit. I've disowned my title and glistening light for a fate of ever dulling light. I am crushed by faith and cursed by light. An everflowing haze seems to set my soul right. A vanquished heart bore of sorrow and strife. A righteous path I've been given to heed, And tearfully it's a path I've never seen. Tales of angelic relics are promised to me, But as far as the eye can see it is nothing more than a penny to greed. A twisted torch looms over my presence, A tale of woe will weave its own sentence. I'm a haunted wrath, You may forever try as you like with candle and but simple light. In the abyss I shall sit. I am but a broken doll try, As I might the liquid that is bright drips in my sight. Drip, Drip, Drip is the chorus sung, Like a blight forever untouched. A torch engraved with the letters of a name long since cursed. A host ridden with sickness so soundly discourse, Accursed with something unable to be released. An endless shaking breaks what little concentration that can be seen. I am but a forgotten soul, Clinging to those of mortal qualms. I drift ever farther but yet still I try to cling evermore to a comfort so far out of sight. A grief ridden child ceaseless with it's crying, A wound incessant in its healing. A child desperate for a mother distanced from the bright hue of love. A figure encased in a weighing greed. Aching the longing for a simple hymn from the lips of a woman so deeply transgressed in sin. A begging for a song of utter bliss yet a hateful roar looms amidst. I am nothing if not defeated, So this lullaby of woe shall be sung. Try as one might with a melted candle and ever dimming light. In the abyss I forever shall sit. Tainted and stained is merely what my scroll shall incessantly say. My path perhaps was neverment to unfold. Was I always cursed this way? Or perhaps life's chaos and ruins blocked the way. I shall one never be the wiser, For my road shall sit barren and cease to dust. Yet with an Ill fated tear,I become cold to the touch, yet still too warm for my chapter of end. did a choice ever truly sit, One of horrors can never truly admit. I am but a mere child and try as you might without a candle or a light, A touch may never truly reach thy.

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Ayyyoooo whatttt did she sayyyy

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thoughts on being gay?

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israel just annihilated the al jazeera and ap offices on live tv

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Studies show that gay and bi men are much more likely to struggle with body image issues than straight men.

To all of my gay and bi brothers out there, you are beautiful. You are handsome as fuck. Every inch and curve of your body is sexy. You are loved and YOU ARE LOVABLE. Please don't beat yourself up to meet some stupid 'standards'. You will find someone who will love you for who you are.

Reblog to let your gay and bi men followers know that they are beautiful.

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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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YOU hates terfs

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Transphobes can die mad 🤷🏻

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Straight people: "The gays would make horrible parents."

Also the straights, Naming their kids Jessica and gunpowder but replacing letters with numbers because its quirky.

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Are you fucking serious!! This keeps getting worse and fucking worse. A elderly Asian man is critical condition for merely fucking existing. Again the hatred and bigotry is just raising and a stand really needs to be taken. Please look for some resources to help. Whether it's a petition, a GoFundMe, a link tree, educating yourself a thing to help people being hurt. If you have privilege. Please use it to help.

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PLEASE READ THIS IS AN EMERGENCY

I apoligize for the misleading hastags but this is extremely important

A group of men on tiktok have claimed the 24th as National R@pe day

As a victim of sexual assault it is my duty to warn others!

I see alot of protect women posts but DONT FORGET IT HAPPENS TO ANYONE!!

WATCH EVERYONES BACKS PLEASE BE CAREFUL AND SAFE! PLEASE STAY INSIDE!

IF YOU HAVE TO LEAVE HOME PLEASE BE ALERT AND CARRY SOME SORT OF SELF DEFENSE!!!

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now that george floyd’s murderer is behind bars, let’s help support the people who helped with the guilty verdict as well as george’s family. the fight is hardly over.

darnella’s fund - darnella was the young woman who filmed george’s last moments.

gianna’s fund - george’s daughter who has now been left without a father.