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milenaolesinska · 2 years
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pretordh · 2 years
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zajin · 2 years
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theviralstyle · 2 years
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AC DC FUUCK PUTIN T-shirt, Who need it?
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farbtunnel · 2 years
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thecapitolradar · 2 years
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Lukoil chairman dies in mysterious fall from Moscow hospital window
Look at the body language here. Putin's shoulders are squared, and he's turned mostly toward the camera, looking directly at it, as though he is presenting something to which he must devote at least part of his attention.
But, look at Maganov: His shoulders are slumped, his head forward, chin down. He is avoiding the eyes of everyone in the room. If he has just received the medal that's pinned to his chest, shouldn't he be proud?
Note how Putin's arm is positioned slightly behind Maganov's, as though he is herding Maganov physically. The position is a common one -- that of a dog owner holding a leash.
Side note: Why are Maganov's hands so red? And, isn't it cute how he and Putin seem to be dressed alike?
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Wladimir, lass es sein >:(
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draumurt · 1 year
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milenaolesinska · 2 years
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These photos are shocking. For a whole generation of young people in Ukraine, this fucking Putin is destroying the future
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pustotsvit · 2 years
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The day I died but Somehow Stayed
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23th of February was so normal it hurts. It was the 23th day since my 26th birthday and 24th day since I’d finally started treating my MDD.
I don’t remember what it was that I ate. I don’t remember what song on Spotify was the soundtrack of that day. I have physical memory though - my whole body feels sore and hard to move because of the hiit exercises I started doing. It was painful to breathe, let alone walk or sit or even laugh. 
I have a mental memory - I was scrolling through concerts’ ads hoping to see some rad bands performing in Kyiv in late April. My sister will have turned sweet 16 on the 28th, so I wanted to make that day a memory she could go back to every time she feels upset or broken or unable to keep pace. Be careful what you wish for, they say. Now I wish I did. As my little angel will never forget her sour 16 she met under russian occupation in Mariupol, dreaming not of Black Pink or Maneskin singing to her in the flesh, but of taking hot shower after 2 months of living in the basement of the Culture Palace she once used to go to dance classes. Once. How unfair this “once” was just 90 days ago. An eternity. 
I have a memory that makes me angry and sick - an echo of a conversation me and my partner had that day. With my taking antidepressants I was also trying to finally try living again, first time after 6 years of isolation and self-destruction. We were planning to go to the Philharmonia and I was thrilled - it felt like I was going to meet the Queen, no less. Social anxiety will do it with you, beware.
I remember myself whining about the new Batman movie and how we’d rather go to the cinema if only there was any decent title. You see, I love Batman. The me from the 23th did, at least. The me who was complaining about going out to listen to some music live. 
And that’s where I feel like throwing up. That’s where I get angry with my past-self.
How easy life was for her. How she took for granted the possibility to wake up to cars honking and birds tweeting outside along with a bunch of I-don’t-know-who-but-they-are-hilarious users on Twitter doing the same.
I want to scream at myself, say “why am I suffering now so much, why do I cry every night and beg the gods to take me in my sleep and not with a GRAD fragment splitting my throat open or cutting off my limbs or burning me alive in my own bed, why my concern is not that about how to find the money to finally get my mom to Prague on her birthday - cause she always wanted to visit Europe - but how to find a way to fucking just hear her voice and know she is still alive there, in Mariupol, for now she is still breathing, why am I supposed to live through this hell same way dozens of my Ukrainian ancestors did just because there’s a MONSTER neighboring my country, why am I to be exterminated just because I’m Ukrainian wanting to live in MY country and speak MY language, why the people I used to call relatives and friends who live in russia are telling me I just have to “bear with it” and “get denazificated” and “be corrected and thus saved”, why they deny every missile that hits my street or say I deserved it because I live in Ukraine, WHY?”
WHY DO I STILL REMEMBER HOW IT FEELS LIVING IN THE EVENING OF THE 23TH OF FEBRUARY?
I went to sleep at about 3 am. My body was sore and I was annoyed thinking that tomorrow I had a training scheduled. It’s a YouTube hiit marathon so I’d better not skip it.
It was about 4 am I fell asleep at last thinking about the fanfic I was writing to unwind. My personal lullaby. 
And it was 5 something when my partner startled me into the reality. Fully dressed, in his Bershka parka and winter Martins. It was dark in the room and I couldn’t make out the features of his face, all covered in shadows. He was silent, probably waiting for me to fully wake up. But it suddenly felt like I’d never closed my eyes at all. The alertness was overwhelming. 
When he opened his mouth to explain himself, I already knew what happened. That moment is still the one I’m trapped in. The one I died at and got myself buried in bomb shelter with kids crying and the old praying all around while the constant bombing laughs at them, knocking at our doors to let the “russian world” they brought us in. 
My love opened his mouth and I think I will never be able to escape the word he whispered.
It wasn’t “war”.
It was “russia”.
Synonyms.
pic: our basement hideout at the first day of the War. People are settling in. Very cold and dusty and overall terrible. Still better to die under shelling. 
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bloodfreakcastiel · 1 year
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destielmemenews · 5 months
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"Russia’s highest court found in favour of a motion filed by the Ministry of Justice which claimed the LGBTQ community risked “inciting social and religious discord”, in violation of Russia’s Law on Countering Extremism, according to a statement from the UN condemning the decision."
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lloydisi · 2 years
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Us Open why are they letting Russia still participate? Russia is the indirct cause that most of the world is suffering. Putin like Xi want the same thing that is to dominate the world. Xi at least admits as much and is communist. Putin on the other hand is acting like his people are free and is trying to recreate communist Russia.
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akumasuk · 2 years
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🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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losmapasdeale · 2 years
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#RusiaUcrania #Putin #Lukashenko #Zelensky #Ucrania #Rusia #Ukraine #Belarus #Bielorrusia #kiev #lviv #Minsk #Donetsk #maps@zelenskyyukraine
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