I'm the type of person who would forget to pack both pairs of glasses when traveling abroad
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Saw a post about how halal and kosher meat will likely be the only reliably safe options in the US because their safety and cleanliness standards aren't dictated by what's the barest legal minimum that government food safety regulations demand.
So you're like 5 years away from "ever notice how the musulmans and jews never get sick from bad meat? clearly this is proof that they are poisoning us" right now.
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if you were to crucify Lowly Worm, would you do it like this or like this?
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Got dragged back into danganronpa purgatory 💔💔 Sondam cuz they’re my absolute favs
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i love when baby rats look exactly like their parents ......like yes


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someone tossed a hotdog onto the field hunger-games style at the mariners game
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Guys I want to bring attention to the Revive Gaza’s Farmland initiative!!!! APN is working w farmers in Gaza to help restore Gaza’s agricultural sector. They’re just shy of being within 67% of their goal at the moment. Please show them some love by donating & spreading the word
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The Watermelon Woman (1996) dir. Cheryl Dunye
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To those who don’t know me, my name is Abdelmajid — and this is what remains of my story… ✍️
Every time I try to write, images rush through my mind: The sound of explosions, the cries of children, my mother trying to comfort us while her heart trembles, and my father staring at the sky as if asking it, "Will this night ever end?"
I’m from Gaza 🇵🇸 — a place where survival has become a daily achievement. A land that doesn’t sleep, doesn’t rest, and never truly heals. Our home didn’t survive, and many of my loved ones didn’t either. I am one of the few who made it out from under the rubble… not by strength, but by chance. Still, I chose to speak.
I don’t write to complain or to beg for pity… I write to say: we are still here. We’re still trying. We still believe that goodness hasn’t completely faded, and that somewhere out there are hearts that still care ❤️

If you’ve read this far, you’re one of the rare people who chose to stop, to read, to care. And that alone gives us new hope ✨
If you can help — even with a word or a share — know that it truly makes a difference. And if you choose to donate, you're giving more than money… you're giving life.
Thank you to everyone who still carries Gaza in their heart, Thank you for giving us a moment of your time, Thank you for choosing to be human 🕊️
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