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Louise Dupré - qu’on te délivre du mal
peinture – le livre de chasse de Gaston Phoebus
Tu entends les hurlements retenus dans lesentrailles de la terre chaque fois que tu posesles pieds sur le sol, tu les entendrais même si tuen venais à tuer tous les vivants. Tu demandeschaque fois qu’on te délivre du mal, mais quipourrait te tendre la main, quelle parole tesauverait de la détresse ? Tu appartiens à unelignée si longue qu’elle ne se…
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Don’t worry the cops got this. Y’all keep messing with that lock. Ne vous inquiétez pas, la police s'en occupe. Continuez à meuler ce cadenas.
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November 16, 2025 - UAAP S88
we won? how!!! lol season 88 was not as good but this day we beat the upcoming champions and it was good
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e-blast #1 - continuation
And while E was busy hard-launching A on his dump account (classy move, parading your infidelity on the internet), J’s friend, F, went on a rampage. F tried to call E out, but our History major deflected like a pro, claiming, “At this point, are you even going to listen?” E, darling, if you wanted someone to take your side, maybe you shouldn’t have been playing two sides of the fence. You blocked J to avoid accountability, proving that while you study history, you lack the balls to make it.
Everyone, that’s what E does. He doesn’t face consequences—he blocks them.
But the darkest secret wasn’t the cheating. It was what J was hiding in thy happy green and gold halls of FEU…
Turns out, Little J was pregnant. And amidst the stress of being gaslighted by a mediocre history major and replaced by a girl with zero girl code, she miscarried. And why did she keep it a secret? Maybe she knew E didn’t have the spine to handle it. When J’s friend finally cornered E—because he had blocked J on everything like a petulant child—to tell him about the miscarriage, his response was a soulful, “I don’t know what to say anymore,” followed by an “Oh…” reaction. You blocked the mother of your unborn child because you didn’t have the balls to face the mess you made. HSTomasino with no words?
When E finally gathered the scraps of courage he calls “guts” to unblock J and text, all he could muster was “I’m sorry for everything.” Save your apologies for the confessional, E. You are an abomination to the Faculty of Arts and Letters and a stain on the history of UST. You claim to be a Tiger, but I don’t see a brave roar. We only see a scared little kitten running away from his own mess.
You talk about peace, E? You’ll never find it. And A? If he did it to her, he’ll do it to you. The streets from España to Morayta are talking, and they don’t forgive.
Watch your backs, students. The walls of the University Belt have ears, and karma has perfect attendance.
You know you love me.
XOXO, Gossip Girl 💋
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e-blast #1: Spotted: A storm that’s been messier than the floods on España during a typhoon. And folks, it looks like the bridge between the Tigers and the Tamaraws just burned down.
Let’s open the history books, shall we? Meet E, a History major for the Faculty of Arts and Letters who seems to think studying the past gives him the right to rewrite his own. He dumped his FEU flame, J from Morayta, claiming the sudden distance over Christmas break created a “wedge.” He played the classic “I need to focus on my academics” card, practically sobbing about how his feelings were dragging his GPA down.
But here is where the Tamaraw lost her horns. Little J, sweetie, when a boy asks for space, you don’t double text him. You didn’t just break the no-contact rule; you shattered it. E claimed he felt “pressured” because you couldn’t keep your thumbs off your phone. Desperation is a cologne that smells worse than the murky waters of Morayta, and you were doused in it.
Little J, ever the desperate damsel, tried to beg for a do-over. She broke the “no contact” rule—tragic, really. Ladies, never chase a man who thinks Lacson is too far a walk for you. E responded with a text so cold it could freeze the hell over Dapitan. He called her clingy, blamed her for pressuring him, and gaslighted her into thinking her text messages were the reason he fell out of love. He even had the audacity to coordinate the return of her stuff via a proxy. Cowardice is not a good look, E.
But here is where the plot thickens like the smog on Morayta…
While E was supposedly taking a “break” to fix his mental health and GPA, he was actually fixing his schedule to accommodate A, a Science major from the UST College of Education. E told his friends it was “just friendly.” Friendly? Since when does “friendly” involve deleting all traces of your ex from your dump account faster than a prof deletes a cancelled class announcement?
When J confronted A, the future educator gave us a masterclass in denial. A claimed it wasn’t cheating because E and J were “exclusively dating” but not “official.” Oh, honey. You’re a Science major; you should know that technically, a parasite is still a parasite even if it hasn’t killed the host yet. A knew about J all along. She was friends with E. She watched the relationship unfold and decided she wanted a turn. That’s not ignorance, sweetie; that’s predation. There’s a special place in hell for girls who pretend to be girls’ girls while stealing their man.
You knew the score, A. You knew J existed because you were friends with E. Yet you claim that you’re “slowly falling in love” and that you have different wavelengths. Please. The only wavelength you’re on is the one reserved for girls who betray other girls. Where is the shame? Did you leave it in the Albertus Magnus building?
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Feu! Chatterton - Main Square en balade (2021) | Movie | Movies Dock
🎬 Title: Feu! Chatterton – Main Square en balade
Story: Following the health restrictions of 2021, the Main Square Festival transformed into a traveling event. The band Feu! Chatterton took part by performing at the Beffroi of the Arras Town Hall.
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📅 Release Date: July 2, 2021
🎬 Director: Alexandre Buisson
👥 Cast: Antoine Wilson (Self), Arthur Teboul (Self), Clément Doumic…
Feu! Chatterton - Main Square en balade (2021) | Movie | Movies Dock
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Neige sur le dos de pierres - (RC )
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Le dos de pierresCourbé dessousLe tas de cendres,Et puis l’été,Et puis la colline,
Vautrée sous le passage de l’orage.Demeurent, parmi les restes de murs,De la petite ruine,Les éclats d’ardoise,Que le feu a révélés…
Les mauvaises herbes, en tas,Agressives,Avaient pris possession des lieux,Et les orties, étaient chez elles.Sur le dos de pierres, de la voûte écroulée,
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Pierre Voélin - le plus haut rêve de feu
Pour détruire le plus haut rêve du feu,tu n’avais que les songes– à l’abri de tes cils.Entre nous– aujourd’hui– le froid n’a pas repris.
Demeure une tombe d’orties blanches.Elle s’est referméela beauté des chosess’est déchiréela robe des fiançailles– toi plus belle qu’un millier de matins,et le galop d’un chevalsur la terre orpheline
