can someone make lesbyler art as a Zelda and Link variant please omg…..
Did the realization that I was kind of a major dramatic jackass in my preteens and middle school have to come before I fixed my Unreasonable Soul-Crushing Guilt? Like, yeah brain, I know damn well that was fucking stupid, now stop telling me to shoot myself if someone else doesn’t beat me to it, please.

No vote.
No Congress arguing through the night.
No long constitutional grind
that was supposed to slow men down
before they send other people to die.
Just a president deciding
that another war should start.
Not defense.
Not necessity.
Just the old sickness of power
that believes the world is a map
and other people live inside the margins.
The Constitution did not crown a king.
It did not give one office the sky
or the right to rain fire
because the moment felt convenient.
The Middle East is not a proving ground.
Not a stage for foreign policy theater.
Not a desert where American leaders
can test their courage
without risking their own blood.
It is cities.
Homes.
Schools.
Children sitting in plastic chairs
learning fractions
or how to spell their names
while politicians on another continent
talk about strategy.
Then the air breaks open.
Walls collapse.
Glass turns into knives.
A backpack burns on the floor.
A teacher tries to count the kids
and realizes the numbers don’t work anymore.
Dead children are not collateral.
They are the price of arrogance.
And somewhere far away
the man who started it
will speak carefully into cameras
about security
about interests
about stability.
But the Constitution never meant
for one person
to gamble with the lives of strangers
and call it leadership.
You know what I hate?
School.
You know what I hate the most, though?
Fucking classmates that just assign responsibilities to you and don’t explain.
Bitches, all of them bitches
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Please donate or spread the word. Anything we can do to help them counts.
Aev Romans 14
Don’t go against your conscience even if it is full informed.
The fine line between doing things out of love and the freedom of not having to do things
Please donate or spread the word. Anything we can do to help them counts.
Regardless, dipshits, I have always been stronger than you have in life. You rejected me before I fully understood the real nature of such rejection. IWLYIIHAC. Know it!
Hide safely away and remember, I got this. “I” got this.
#dcfs #thesystem #injustice #reality #orphan
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FUCK GOD!
And any moron who still believes and submits to this oppressive nonsense!
Many people search for God as something separate—higher, distant, watching. What changes when the search begins questioning the assumed distance between the seeker and what’s being sought?
https://dualisticunity.com/what-it-means-to-truly-find-god/
“The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace.”
-Numbers 6:24-26
<3 God Bless!
so I’m finally in a space where I can focused on deepening my herbal knowledge; prioritizing my yoga practice; get into daily trading; and completing one crochet project a week; oh and also working on my writing. I’ve decided to study a few poets/writers this year; feel their words move through me; and see what I can create from the inspo + my every day living; just de-centering the world’s chaos and nurturing my own life’s garden of interest; I am so grateful for God and how He truly lead me to this point of peace, stability, clarity and joy.
i don’t believe in god because i think he’s real, i believe in god because fucking hamwiches exist.