“a COMPLAINT? i could just as easily COMPLAIN about her WASTING MY TIME”
“before i address the central point of this statement, namely the question of…. whether the sky can eat people .”
melanie: “i should have known this was a COMPLETE waste of my time” jon: “probably 🙄”
“you don’t seem like you’re in your fifties?? or- or burnt to a crisp”
“you’re serious? you’re going on a date with… the dullard of skull mountain just so you have an excuse to eat a shopska salad?”
“another startling insight from the piercing investigative mind of georgie barker”
“WHAT is my metaphorical pit???”
melanie: “i mean it’s not like you have any reason to kill me” jon: noncommittal sound
martin: “melanie seems okay but i get the feeling she’s planning something?” jon: “i- i got that feeling. Too.”
“so. kidnapped. Again.”
“like colors, but if colors hated me. got it. christ i need a cigarette.”
“MARTIN. STOP trying to TOUCH the PLASTIC EXPLOSIVE. just PUT YOUR HANDS in YOUR POCKETS or SOMETHING-”
basira: “so would you say this was supposed to be churchill or alfred hitchcock?” jon: “jowls like that, could be either”
“coma! great! let’s rearrange his office! sleeping people don’t need. pens!”
“police brutality lawsuit? :)”
[picture of edwardian offense] “I what?”
daisy: “it’s a joke, jon.” jon: “oh! hAha! yes.”
“i mean you’re not suggesting that santa works for the people’s church..”
long-suffering sigh “fuck.”
“i’m starting to feel a little. Self Conscious being a post apocalyptic google !”
martin: “did it stir any feeling in you?” jon: “Yes! Nausea! Because of the Horrible Things In It!”
“Yes the Colossal Web stretching down into an Endless Pit is a Significant improvement😑”
“‘free will’ she says, as we stand in the middle of her FUCKING WEB”
I want my gay rights now! - Marsha P. Johnson (NYC Pride Parade, 1973)
hey, can my cat stay on your blog for a little while?
i'm going out of town for the night and could use someone to watch her
baby cats very cute
Boom. It’s cat jmart.
Hello guys..
I am Fadwa.. from Gaza City
A mother of 4 children.. I was forced to forcibly leave with my husband and children to Egypt, to protect our lives and for fear of death that was following us everywhere..
I owned a small Palestinian restaurant in Gaza, a place filled with delicious smells and traditional dishes that I learned from my mother and grandmother. My restaurant was a source of livelihood for my family, a place that carries the scent of Palestinian heritage and beautiful memories with customers who loved my menu.
But the war came suddenly and destroyed everything. Our beautiful lives, our memories, my home, my restaurant, and everything I built with years of hard work no longer exist. My family and I were forced to flee to Egypt, looking for safety and opportunities for a new beginning.
Here in Egypt, the most difficult challenges and the struggle to continue were necessary to survive and preserve what remained of our human dignity.
I started trying to regain hope again. So I created a social media account to share my love for Palestinian food with people and introduce them to dishes from our heritage. Online communication was my way to connect with people and introduce them to the flavors of our authentic oriental cuisine.
Despite this minor success, my biggest dream is still to open a Palestinian restaurant in Egypt, a restaurant that takes me back to what I had in Gaza. A restaurant that represents my heritage and identity, and is a source of livelihood that helps me support my family. But this dream requires support and help, and I hope that I can achieve it, to rebuild my life again and to give my family the stability that we lost.
https://gofund.me/72a072cc
@oh-tobeafrog thank you for inspiring me with this galaxy brain take on my two favorite marvel heroes :)
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Any pronouns | I just got here but I’m exited to explore! | I like cartoons like cartoons, tmnt, fiction podcasts like tma, wtnv, and penumbra and books :D
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