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My favorite kind of customer

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Destiny 2 Gifs [84/∞] - "Ah, Queen Mara. What a joyous reunion"

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> go to an online space

> ask the people there whether their resources are international or just for americans

> they laugh and say "they're good resources sir"

> they're for americans

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The phrase "long boy in the soup" has been ingrained in my head since I heard it 3 years ago. I had to animate it eventually or I was going to die

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I wasn't sold to One Direction but they own enough stock to be on my board of directors.

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discussion about right wing radicalisation focuses near-exclusively on men becoming white nationalists but i wonder how it might manifest elsewhere. like, imagine a heavily online subculture of mostly women and they're dedicated to rooting out degeneracy, maintaining a rigid social order, refusing to acknowledge scientific consensus, being violently paranoid of a dehumanised other, adhering to exclusively eurocentric standards of beauty and politically dedicated to exterminating a minority group (possibly one that was already historically targeted for genocide). that'd be fuckin crazy lol

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The phrase "long boy in the soup" has been ingrained in my head since I heard it 3 years ago. I had to animate it eventually or I was going to die

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搬点能看的过来 虽然后面几张全是rob

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Happy pride month to my dad. When I came out as bi to him, this man googled what it ment, look at me and said "ohh. Yeah. You get that from me. You'd have far more siblings of I only shaged women." And went right back to his work emails.

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I can’t believe 1TB microsd cards are like a thing that exists, thats like crossing a line, thats alarmingly close to playing god, where the FUCK are they PUTTING it

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Rae Spoon, “God Failure”, from Gender Failure, Arsenal Pulp Press, 2014:

[“In our house, it was only the girls who had to clean. At first I thought it was based on age because my sister and I were older, but as both of my brothers’ ninth birthday came and went, I noticed that they hadn’t been inducted into the world of household chores like we had. It made no sense to me. The boys used the toilet as much as we did and, as I had observed in my weekly cleaning missions, made more of a mess of it. As soon as I could reach into the kitchen sink, washing the dinner dishes was added to my list of chores. I could see where this was going. Soon we would be doing everything for the men around us— just like our mother.

Instead of thinking too much about my impending womanhood, I often ran to a ravine located on the hill above our house, the only place nearby that was covered in trees. I would run through it at full speed by myself, often picking up a stick to use as a sword so I could battle invisible opponents or take whacks at the underbrush. I would pick through the burnt remains of beer cans and cigarette butts in the cold ashes of the covert fires that teenagers had partied around on the weekend. I craved the unbridled freedom of acting how I wanted. Hot blood would rush through my body. I felt lighter the more I ran. I would go there to throw it off. I knew that it was something I was bad at, that I had to try at. It followed me wherever there were eyes to notice. Soon, though, I was back at the dinner table praying over a meal and being told that someday I would be someone’s wife. Growing up felt like a waterfall that was far off in the distance but unavoidable because I could never pull myself out of the water. The current was too strong. I didn’t want to grow up to be a woman where everyone could see me. I wanted to live in a ravine, in a tree fort by myself.

[…] The thing about failing as a girl is that I did want to succeed. I wanted to be liked and accepted like anyone, but it wasn’t like learning to play the guitar or to rollerblade. It was something that was always just out of my reach, something I could never really learn to do well, no matter how much I practiced.”]

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Actually, 'Zelda' is the name of the princess. The guy who runs around smashing everyone's pots is just called 'Zelda's monster'.

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get on the runway Shinji or Rei will have to strut in your place

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As an ordinary american, I believe people should be harmed just cause

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Well I think the liberation of women will hinge on material conditions and the reciprocal relationship between material conditions, policy, and ideology, not on the new sabrina carpenter album cover