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to anyone making a public bathroom, consider sprucing it up with this addition

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NEVER STOP THE GRINDSET

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what if your doppelganger loved being you more than you ever loved being yourself. they're better at being you and everyone loves them and it feels almost selfish to want your life back. i want clone horror but the horror is that the thing trying to replace you is also the person you always wanted to be.

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Help a single mother of two small children in north Gaza

Maha and her two children Joan (7) and Khalil (5) are displaced in north Gaza. They are still in besieged Beit Lahiya, and need funds for transportation out of the area ($500 usd) and rent for shelter (about $2,000 usd). They also need to purchase Joan's medication, which is $500 usd, and $200 usd to buy a bag of flour that is not soiled by insects and/or mold. Anything you can give, no matter how small it seems, will help this young family survive genocide.

@mahafamily1 @ahmed-family-1

Please note the conversion rate: $1 usd = €0.89 EUR (so $10 usd would be €8.9 EUR, $20 usd would be €17.73 EUR, etc)

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Help a single mother of two small children in north Gaza

Maha and her two children Joan (7) and Khalil (5) are displaced in north Gaza. They are still in besieged Beit Lahiya, and need funds for transportation out of the area ($500 usd) and rent for shelter (about $2,000 usd). They also need to purchase Joan's medication, which is $500 usd, and $200 usd to buy a bag of flour that is not soiled by insects and/or mold. Anything you can give, no matter how small it seems, will help this young family survive genocide.

@mahafamily1 @ahmed-family-1

Please note the conversion rate: $1 usd = €0.89 EUR (so $10 usd would be €8.9 EUR, $20 usd would be €17.73 EUR, etc)

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Really loved the badly researched, nonsensical critique you put in the tags of my post. I liked the way it had roughly the same word count as War and Peace. Thrilling read for sure, you should get a Pulitzer price for it. Can I suck your cock? Can I please suck your briljant cock?

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Did the snorks have their own gargamel or were they privileged

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My child is dying... and I just watch.

I have nothing... no medicine, no oxygen, no money, not even a safe place to sit and cry.

I am a mother from Gaza. From the south. From a land that has known nothing but bombing, death, and dust

From a neighborhood once inhabited by children playing... and now buried under rubble.Everything is destroyed. Everything is burned. Nothing remains. Even my voice is no longer audible

My only child is in my arms now...He doesn't move. He doesn't speak. He doesn't scream. He breathes slowly, as if every breath is a miracle.His face is yellow...

His eyes are closed... His body is weak and cold as death.I feel him slipping away from me... moment by moment.And I can't save him.I just cry... I call his name... and I hold him tightly as if I'm fighting fate.

He was sick... severe pneumonia.I took him to the hospital, where they said his condition was critical.There weren't enough machines.

The doctors were exhausted, working without electricity, without medicine, without anything.But we held on to hope... despite the pain. Despite the cold. Despite the collapse of life around us.Then camethe occupation.

The army stormed the city.

The shelling began on us from every side.They bombed the hospitals. They bombed the streets. Even the places we thought were safe.I screamed as I ran with my baby in my arms.The doctors shouted, "Get out! Get out! The place is going to be bombed!"I saw children having their breathing tubes ripped out of their mouths, patients thrown into the streets, and mothers collapsing.I saw a nurse crying as she tried to save a child... then she too fell to the ground.I left the hospital, not knowing where to go.Bombs falling.

Corpses in the streets. Blood on the walls.Everything was silent... except my heart, which was about to explode with terror. I walked for a long time carrying my child...I was screaming, "Is anyone there? Is there a doctor? Is there oxygen?"But no one answered.All the doors were closed.All the faces were shocked.

And death awaited us around every corner.Now, my child is dying.With every passing minute... he suffocates more With every second... he dies more.And I... hold his little hand... and say, "Be patient, my love...

Forgive me, forgive me, I couldn't protect you."

They told me there was only one chance... to transfer him outside Gaza for treatment, and I would have to pay the exorbitant costs.

But how ? No money

I don't even have a blanket to cover him.

My home is destroyed. My family is under the rubble. No food. No water. No life.All I have left is this child... and these last moments with him

Please....😭😭💔

Help me

Before I close his eyes with my hand.Before I place him in a shroud that's too small for his tiny body. Before I bury him alone, under a tree or among the rubble...

Help me... before I bury the last beat of my heart.

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^ extremely easy to bully btw

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Words have lost their meaning, and we no longer feel alive. We live each day as if it’s our last… no food, no safety, no medicine. Death is no longer something we fear — it’s becoming our closest companion.

Simply put: we are dying of hunger, and no one sees us, no one hears us. We scream in silence, hoping for mercy, for a glance, for hands that reach out — not to take, but to give us a chance to live. Please… if you can hear us, if you can feel this pain — help us before it’s too late. 🔗 Donate here 💳 PayPal ✅ Verified fundraiser

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*goombella voice* That's God... he's the nasty little fucker that created this realm. Max HP is 50, Attack is 5, and Defence is 1. Watch out for that "Divine Wrath Hammer" attack! It says here that he draws power from his worshippers. Jeez! You'd think this guy would have better things to do than come here and attack us...

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Aliens? ripley's bad day

Covenant? prometheus sequel

Romulus? ripley's bad day

despite objectively being ripley's worst day, Alien 3 is actually a prometheus sequel

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One of my favorite hoaxes was in early 1962. There was a musical that debuted in 1961 called Subways are for Sleeping that was doing very poorly. For bizarre reasons (ads were banned in the New York subway system lest people take it as permission to sleep there) and normal (the reviews were poor).

But in 1962 an ad came out full of effusive praise from every prominent theater critic in New York. Every single one. From the Times to the Post, all of the famous theater critics in New York LOVED Subways Are For Sleeping

Except...

One of the papers paid to run this ad noticed something...off. Namely, that the editor knew Richard Watts the theater critic and he wasn't African-American.

It turns out that the producer of the musical had found seven New Yorkers with the same names as the seven biggest theater critics in New York, since while he couldn't lie and say they liked it, he could pay for *a* John Chapman or *a* Robert Coleman to see the musical and quote them next to their photo truthfully, bc how many people even knew what the leading theater critics in NYC looked like?

Turns out the producer had wanted to do this for ages, but had to wait for the NYT's critic to retire bc he couldn't find anyone with the same name. Anyway it worked: it went from being about to close, to running another hundred shows and winning a Tony

Here's the main source for this, btw

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disco elysiumers, this is the only port we should be enjoying rn

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i have this unrealistic fantasy in my head where if you calmly and logically explain something to someone perfectly they will understand your position and gain knowledge from the exchange. unfortunately in the real world this does not happen often

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oh thanks youtube, but i will violate guidelines.