My psychic gf: we are getting dunkin donuts right i can see we’re getting dunkin donuts very soon we are approaching the threshold of the timeline dunkin is reaching 90% likelihood can you feel it
Me: you know i can’t fucking drive with you flashing 8k resolution images of donuts into my fucking head right
Long magical girl transformation and the whole audience is so excited to see how I will subvert it, but in the end I just look like a normal magical girl and they’re all booing me because I didn’t subvert the genre and I’m crying because I just wanted to be a normal magical girl
i made this post to make fun of irony poisoned people who have to subvert everything, but this is literally just what being a trans woman is like
Long magical girl transformation and the whole audience is so excited to see how I will subvert it, but in the end I just look like a normal magical girl and they’re all booing me because I didn’t subvert the genre and I’m crying because I just wanted to be a normal magical girl
i made this post to make fun of irony poisoned people who have to subvert everything, but this is literally just what being a trans woman is like
Long magical girl transformation and the whole audience is so excited to see how I will subvert it, but in the end I just look like a normal magical girl and they’re all booing me because I didn’t subvert the genre and I’m crying because I just wanted to be a normal magical girl
i made this post to make fun of irony poisoned people who have to subvert everything, but this is literally just what being a trans woman is like
how the fuck am I suppose to do homework today when the pale garden is an update coming to Minecraft. How am I suppose to answer questions about clean dining rooms when The Creaking exists and you have to find its heart to kill it. It lives in a desaturated world. Does it know how bright the sun is??? Does it know its eyes are the colour of it??
I always thought these pictures were photoshopped but apparently a man in guangzhou china did indeed make a huge ass garden to cover up the fact he illegally added three more stories to his apartment
artists think that non-creative fields are purely utilitarian and are confused when software engineers have a sense of humor
That’s literally the kind of thing ai (algorithmic intelligence) should be used for. Finding Waldo is like the kindergarten drawings step to finding cancer.
artists think that non-creative fields are purely utilitarian and are confused when software engineers have a sense of humor
That’s literally the kind of thing ai (algorithmic intelligence) should be used for. Finding Waldo is like the kindergarten drawings step to finding cancer.
Hello, I am Maha, Ratiba’s daughter, from Gaza. I funded this link to help my family
I am Ratiba Al-Shaer,I am 54 years old, My husband died, and I remained responsible for meeting the needs of my children, Day and night, I became a father and a mother to them. It is a difficult task and a great responsibility after I used to live in comfort, and my husband was responsible for everything, but he died and left me and my children, and we have no source. He entered, the world became dark in my face, but I was determined to be strong and not to surrender for their sake.
I have four children:
Abed, Mohamad, Ahmed, and my daughter Maha.
We had a beautiful little house with many beautiful details and love and wonderful family bonding.
My children always looked forward to the weekend to spend a fun day somewhere and have a good time together
As the days pass and the displacement takes place, the situation gets worse for us
The war has stripped us of everything.
The home of our dreams, the safety and the sense of security that once supported us. Our world has turned into a struggle for daily survival. Even the basics of life such as food, water and medicine are difficult to obtain. Even education and their future have been halted due to the constant threat, bombing, destruction and genocide.
After October 7, this damned war forced us to leave our home and give up everything we had. We moved to places that were supposed to be safe, but they became dangerous. We were forced to continue moving from one place to another in search of safety for my children, and I have not yet found a safe place.
We live in a tent in this bitter cold,I could not get clothes for my children from under the rubble of my house. And they feel very cold
Currently, we have lost everything we have. I only have my children
Please, as you read this, think about the difference you can make. It’s not just about saving lives; It is about restoring the dignity and hope that war stole. Your contribution can be a lifeline that saves a monotonous family and gives my children a chance in a world where their future is not determined by fear.
Rather, loving and caring for those who stand with them in their most difficult times, continuing their education and feeling safe
I ask everyone to donate and help save my family and get us out of Gaza.
and depressed because I cannot afford to buy my sister Nour the shoes she wants or the clothes. Everything is expensive here. These beautiful shoes cost $100. You know what time we have reached, and the fruits are just for show because they are very expensive. There is no food. 💔💔😣
Five-year-old Mariam,🕊with her bright pink backpack and tiny hands clutching a red rose, was ready to head to her KG2 class. It was a Saturday morning, October 7, and Mariam was filled with excitement and pride for reaching the next stage of her education. She wanted to surprise her kind teacher with that little rose. But in an instant, her world — our world — was torn apart.
Without warning, the skies filled with the sounds of explosions. The joyful morning turned into a nightmare of dust, fear, and destruction. Her preschool was shattered, her teacher’s life taken, and our neighborhood became a place of ruin. That single day marked the beginning of a relentless assault on Gaza — a place where childhood dreams, laughter, and innocence were erased in moments.
I am Khaled Ismail, a 41-year-old father, and my wife Rasha is 32. We live in Gaza with our three children. Our youngest, beautiful Mariam🕊, is just five years old. Our eldest, Walid, 12, is a boy full of dreams, always hoping to become an inventor. And in the middle, there’s Karim, our 10-year-old, whose laughter and jokes used to brighten our darkest days.
But the war has left scars that words cannot heal. The day of the first airstrike changed everything. Rubble covered their toys, and black dust filled the air. The sound of my children’s cries mixed with the chaos of families running for their lives. We left our home that day, desperately searching for safety. But every step, every shelter, brought only more destruction.
For a year now, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another, only to be met with more violence. Today, our home is nothing more than a frail tent. It offers no shelter from the burning heat of summer or the biting cold of winter. My children’s small bodies are battered by this reality — malnutrition, intestinal infections, heat stroke, and even hepatitis are constant threats.
I have nothing left to change our situation. My children have lost everything. I have lost everything. Their childhood is buried under the rubble, their dreams replaced by survival, and their once-joyful laughter now a faint memory.
I am humbly reaching out to you with a plea to help us escape this endless nightmare. Our dream is simple: to find safety, to give our children a chance at life, to give Mariam and her brothers a future. With every dollar, you offer a glimmer of hope, a step closer to a place where they can finally be children again.
Please, be the reason my family finds peace. Your support, even just one dollar, can make all the difference. Together, we can turn this story of despair into one of hope and resilience. Start today, and be a part of the miracle we need.
HelpMariam🕊. Help my family. Let us find a place to live with dignity and hope. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.
My name is Jamal, and I have been living in the UK as a refugee for several years. I have not seen my family for over six years, when I left Gaza to escape the difficult conditions. Now, with the war raging again, the situation is more tragic than ever.
My family lives in Shujaiya, which was completely destroyed. My family lost more than 20 of our relatives, and I cannot express the extent of my pain and grief. My brothers and their children are living in a dire situation; they have been displaced more than five times, moving between refugee camps, under constant rocket attacks.
Now, they are trapped in southern Gaza, living in tents that offer no protection from the harsh winter cold. They face severe shortages of food and water, while the dangers around them increase. Their hearts are in pain every moment, and the eyes of the children who used to smile in the pictures are now threatened with losing hope.
I have tried hard to transfer them to Egypt in search of safety, but the Egyptian authorities are demanding up to $6,000 per person, which seems impossible under the current circumstances. I cannot bear to see my nephews become a painful memory or fragments under the rubble.
I am asking for your help and support in these difficult times. I need your help in finding ways to move my family to safety and secure their basic needs. Any help will be a ray of light in this darkness.
Myfamily a year ago – we were like any happy family – and we hope they stay safe, and that we return to how we once were.
This is my family, and this is how we were as a respectable and happy family a year ago. I added these pictures to speak to the person who responded with an insulting message and broke my family’s heart. He said to me,
“That’s your problem, don’t bother me again, you filthy beggar,”
and then blocked my account.
I apologize to you; I didn’t mean to bother you, and I know my message was unwanted. But believe me, I’m just trying—my family deserves that I try for them. If you were in my place, would you abandon your children? Or would you try like I am?
Photomatt following an open Zionist because he said Predstrogen sexually harassed minors (when everyone knows that’s a lie spread by TERFs without evidence) sure does explain a bit about the state of this hellsite.
for the record, matt has been very openly supporting israel on twitter & spreading conspiracies that china is using tiktok to trick american kids into supporting hamas. him being a zionist should not be a surprise
As a trans woman I can confirm that they indeed found an ancient forest inside a 630ft deep sinkhole in China
cis people can reblog this but keep it on subject, please
Happy pride month everyone always remember that the sinkhole has an ecosystem large enough to house not only insects but likely several species of small birds or mammals
As a trans woman I can confirm that they indeed found an ancient forest inside a 630ft deep sinkhole in China
cis people can reblog this but keep it on subject, please
Happy pride month everyone always remember that the sinkhole has an ecosystem large enough to house not only insects but likely several species of small birds or mammals
People often react to the phrase “carbon footprint” with something about how it’s coined by the fossil fuel industry to direct blame from producers to consumers, but I think there’s still something extremely valuable about looking at emissions per capita -
graph one: total CO2 emissions, NOT per capita, by region. By 2020, China, the US, the EU, India, and Russia are the largest players, with the entire rest of the world barely surpassing China’s emissions.
Graph two: The same regions but weighted per capita.
The US is unique in being extremely emissions-intense per capita while also being large and wealthy. This graph doesn’t count emissions generated in China to produce goods shipped to America - it counts those under China’s emissions.
It’s really hard, I think, for people in the US to have perspective on how wealthy they are on a global scale. Of course no one feels wealthy if they’re struggling to make rent or commuting an hour and a half to afford housing - but on a global scale, when over 700 million people live on less than $2 per day, the median American is one of the richest people on the planet.
If you look at the median individual across the OECD, take out their taxes, and adjust for cost of living by using purchasing power parity to the US dollar, the US median individual has $46,000 of disposable income a year. Only Luxembourg surpasses that (within the OECD)! Germany is at around $33k, the UK at around $25k, Japan around $21k, Mexico around $6k, and the two most populous countries in the world come in with China at $4.5k and India at $2.5k!
(I do need to note that this is disposable income and doesn’t account for the value of services provided with tax money, so countries with a stronger investment in public infrastructure look worse here relative to the US than their inhabitants experience.)
I need to emphasize that while purchasing power parity isn’t a perfect measure, its goal is to allow comparison of how much someone can afford given both cost of living and currency conversion rates.
Someone making federal minimum wage in the US is still able to afford more than twice as much (depending on location within the US) as the median person in Mexico and six times as much as the median person in India. The median person in the US has more than 20 times as much disposable income as the median person in India! When it comes to global warming and the disproportionate impact of the rich on the poor, the issue needs to be viewed in global perspective
this is not to say that someone struggling to make ends meet in the US has, like, a moral obligation to sacrifice further - but that the US as an entire nation bears a huge responsibility for driving its emissions down as a whole, and that it has immense means by which to do so
I’m sorry I just can’t get over this seal I found on tiktok. Why does it look like that???
pretty sure that’s a baikal seal, they live exclusively in a single lake in siberia and have huge fucked up eyes because they usually use visual cues to hunt during the day rather than tactile cues
incidentally, here’s an image of two mandarins in a 1:1 replica baikal seal skull to show how big their eyeballs are
bruh you mean lake baikal as in the deepest most fucked up lake in the world
I just got described as an “ad hating commie” by someone because I said a minute of youtube ads is unpleasant. fully spent 5 minutes arguing and defending youtube ads. insane stuff
fuck “girl lunch” fuck “girl math” a woman is a hairy animal who sweats and grunts and excretes and hungers and gets wrinkly and dies eventually. you have to love that.
ppl are tagging this post with things like ‘ooh i want to meet a woman like this’ or with specific characters which kind of misses the point i was trying to make. ALL WOMEN ARE LIKE THIS. IT STANDS IN CONTRAST TO NOTHING. WRAP YOUR ARMS AROUND IT.
“ingredients you can pronounce” “all natural” “organic” “no chemicals”
i think im in love with you
Concept: ingredients lists that only contain binomial nomenclature and/or IUPAC chemical nomenclature (or simply chemical formulas if we’re feeling spicy).
One time I did that “chemical composition of a common fruit” thing on an antivaxer and someone else came along and identified the exact fruit.
Too many posts about one topic and it stops being fun. I get it. I know how it is. It’s fine. *sniff* I’m okay. *my cursed eye shows me a premonition of me running away, tripping, and showing a panty shot to the audience* I’m fine I don’t even care. *runs away without tripping*
Too many posts about one topic and it stops being fun. I get it. I know how it is. It’s fine. *sniff* I’m okay. *my cursed eye shows me a premonition of me running away, tripping, and showing a panty shot to the audience* I’m fine I don’t even care. *runs away without tripping*
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