i remember adults telling me, as a kid, to listen to doctors and get my flu vaccine and any shots i could because they remembered Before.
then they started fighting Covid precautions.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that the ozone was disappearing and the earth was dying and we needed to recycle and save the planet.
now my parents think climate change is a myth.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that racism was a plague, that we had to love and accept everyone, that we should never judge before walking a mile in their shoes.
then they told me that protesting for my Black siblings was wrong.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that we needed to give to the poor. working at soup kitchens. making quilts. collecting food and money and supplies. building houses. because it was the christian and just plain right thing to do.
now they look at me, on food stamps with their grandchildren, and lament the "welfare state".
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that it was easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven and that any rich man, especially an immoral one, should never run our country.
you can guess who they voted for.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, so very much.
when did they forget?
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he’s just like me fr
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YALL I FOUND A LOVE OF MY LIFE EDIT HERE
Okay but why didn’t the show makers play “Love of My Life” at the end of the finale literally no song and lyrics fit better than this Queen song.
love of my life you’ve hurt me
you’ve broken my heart and now you leave me
LIKE?? IT WOULD’VE BEEN?? PERFECT?? (And even sadder and more miserable but it’s still a better fit)
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Yo what are they doing here in S1 and why didn’t I realise this sooner 😭
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Okay but why didn’t the show makers play “Love of My Life” at the end of the finale literally no song and lyrics fit better than this Queen song.
love of my life you’ve hurt me
you’ve broken my heart and now you leave me
LIKE?? IT WOULD’VE BEEN?? PERFECT?? (And even sadder and more miserable but it’s still a better fit)
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Am I the only one who terribly missed God’s narration and Frances McDormand’s voice in Season 2? Something felt so incomplete without those explanatory titbits.
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“I forgive you” WELL I DON’T MR FELL FOR BREAKING MY POOR SWEET DEMON’S HEART LIKE THAT
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Leila Chatti, "Postcard from Gone"
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hiii neil !! hope you’re doing well and all that !!!!
the people need to know !! do their wings make a heart ? 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
If you're asking about the new poster...
Obviously the wings do not make a heart. They make the dread black and white sigil Puehtni in the language of ancient Mu, and are there to indicate the exact day of release, because as anyone familiar with ancient Mu knows, Puehtni-Nwod was also the Murian Falling Bluebird Festival, when clouds of toxic smoke were released from the Temple of All the Gods Save One, rendering flying temple bluebirds unconscious, and causing a hazard to traffic.
I hope this clarifies matters for you.
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It’s 3 am and everyone’s asleep and I’m attaching sapphic connotations to Frankie Valli and Elvis Presley’s music and am sobbing uncontrollably this is not the gay life I aspired to have.
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Tum Mujhe Khoon Do. Mein Tumhe Aazadi Dunga ~ Stayfree Secure Pads.
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There Are No Boring People in This World
by Yevgeny Yevtushenko
There are no boring people in this world.
Each fate is like the history of a planet.
And no two planets are alike at all.
Each is distinct–you simply can’t compare it.
If someone lived without attracting notice
and made a friend of their obscurity–
then their uniqueness was precisely this.
Their very plainness made them interesting.
Each person has a world that’s all their own.
Each of those worlds must have its finest moment
and each must have its hour of bitter torment–
and yet, to us, both hours remain unknown.
When people die, they do not die alone.
They die along with their first kiss, first combat.
They take away their first day in the snow…
All gone, all gone–there’s just no way to stop it.
There may be much that’s fated to remain,
but something–something leaves us all the same.
The rules are cruel, the game nightmarish–
it isn’t people but whole worlds that perish.
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Jeremy Radin, from “Beloved”
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