i want to kill myself ░M░Y░
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Realising that Maurice's speech to Clive Durham in the garden, where he tells Clive that he shagged the sexy gameskeeper in Clive's house while Clive was away, and now they're in love forever and ever while Clive has to pretend to love his wife every day, before Maurice literally vanishes into the night is essentially 1914's version of Good Luck, Babe!
This shit is incredibile. Like if you just looked at one video from one of the multiple Gazans living in tents who know english and are documenting their lives on tiktok and instagram you'd know.
I know how they get water, how they change their phones (literally one of the first photos ive seen after the genocide started full force), how they cook, how they wash their clothes, how they get money transfer to buy food throught the incredibly simple act of caring and listening.
You are too busy reading The Times of Israel and dehumanizing arabs to the point that even if you were teleported in Gaza right now you'd simply turn the other way and pretend you didn't see.
I wish nothing but harm your way.
But on a more positive note please donate to Medo Halimy's gofundme! And if you want to know how they "get wifi" go check out his tiktok and instagram account
dying at wilson obliviously eating his sandwich while house is sitting there consumed with lust trying to use blatant homoerotic imagery to blast the idea of hot gay sex directly into wilson's brain
justice for kabru. they put my man in the wrong genre. bro was meant to be playing psychological games with light yagami and instead he’s playing yaoi mind tennis with a blonde himbo
people are always like "Oh a vampire wouldn't get horny while drinking someone's blood, that's like getting horny while eating a sandwich" and like man have you never had a really good fucking sandwich?