When the 'save' button doesn't take me directly to my files
Capri, Italy (by Will)
Palestinian girl wearing national folklore dress Thoub
OH GOTT! HABECKOMANIE! Mein kleines, weibliches Gehirn ist so verwirrt...er ist einfach da, sitzt in seiner Küche, sagt so viele besonnene Sachen und schon bin ich betört! Was soll ich machen? ICH BIN DOCH NUR EIN MÄDCHEN!? Nehmt mir bitte das Wahlrecht weg, ich mache nur Blödsinn damit. Nicht nur mir, UNS ALLEN! Du bist so ein HEXER, schöner Robert! Du vernebelst unsere Sinne!!!
Gut, dass es die CDU gibt, die uns darüber aufklärt.
UND DANN LEBEN WIR ALLE IN EUREM VERSCHISSENEN ALTE WEISSE MÄNNER HANDMAID'S TALE!!!!! VOLL DER TRAUM!!!!
ICH KANN MITTLERWEILE GAR NICHT MEHR SO VIEL ESSEN, WIE ICH KOTZEN KÖNNTE!
Darf jetzt jeder dahergelaufene Politiker-Bumskopf eigentlich seine widerlichste Weltansichten ins Weltnetz posten, ohne, dass was passiert??? Offensichtlich! Ist das schon Penisneid? Incel? Verkappter Bock auf Habeck-Yaoi? Oder einfach Dummheit gepaart mit ner verkackten Weltansicht?
Achso, wir haben ja das MIMIMI vergessen! Ooooh, alle sind so böse zu Dir:
Oasis in the Sahara. Camels in Guelta d'Archei, Chad. Breathtaking
Talk about beeting your meat!
Ridin dirty
Nothing more to add 🙂🙂🙂
woke up to a miasma of fog and gloom, pervasive drizzling, and indolent rolls of thunder in the distance
this is me bragging by the way
the thunder, she approaches
A powerful warlock that uses most of his energy to bother one streamer
Reminder that twitter is now an informal, unregulated (i.e. warrantless) information source for Trump administration use.
when I was like 15, a drunk woman I didn’t know at a party who was smoking a cigarette on the porch started randomly opening up to me about her infertility journey and I told her how I was my parents rainbow baby after multiple miscarriages and fertility treatments said not to lose hope. she comforted me about being a strange kid without many friends my age (hence why I was at a party full of adults thrown by my uncle) and told me everything would work out eventually. the next time I saw her like 2 years later (small town, mutual friends) she was carrying her newborn. I think about that a lot. it’s easy to feel disconnected from people and but sometimes just talking to them and hearing their point of view and relating makes you feel less alone. even if you’re only each other’s company for a few moments.
If victorians had access to time travel internet they'd be mocking the "could kill a victorian child" memes so hard. Like they would be making jokes about how their goddamn single tube of toothpaste contained more arsenic than the contents of a whole 21st century city's water system. They were feeding drugs to orphans because opium was cheaper than food. They had cocaine and the women's pantaloons were not solid, can-can dancers occasionally slipped sight of whole pussy through those things.
If you could introduce the victorians to crystal meth, we'd have time travel by now.
The oldest living dog is currently 24 years old, if you’re younger than 24, there are dogs that are older than you. The oldest living cat is currently 28 years old, if you’re younger than 28, there are cats that are older than you. The oldest living horse is 51 (possibly), if you’re younger than 51, there are horses that are older than you.
The point of this post? I don’t know. I find it comforting. If you’ve only lived a dog or cat or goldfish or horse lifespan then don’t compare yourself to the achievements of others who have lived a human lifespan.