You Wouldn’t Last An Hour In The Asylum Where They Raised Me

My heart goes out to my American friends whose country is still somehow stuck on the “should you have access to life-saving healthcare if you aren’t rich?” debate

you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.

As a rule of thumb, don't reblog donation posts or people asking for donations unless they've been vetted and reblogged by Palestinian bloggers. We usually go to lengths to verify this shit because we know scammers have been faking to get people to send them money, using the urgency of our genocide as bait.

It's disgusting this is what we're dealing with, but people are losing money because of some truly evil people out there.

Accounts don't just randomly spring up on tumblr without gofundmes while asking for someone to help them create a campaign. Fuck out of here with that shit.

“i must be faking this for attention” thinks the girl who isn’t even telling anyone about it

i trust we are having a normalcore day

the day i am over klance i will be mentally healthy 

My favorite thing about that conversation between the two is that one of the last things Shiro saw Keith do before they got sucked into the wormhole was decide he could successfully 1v1 immortal space Hitler.

Like my man really saw Keith do the most stupid and impulsive thing he’s ever done and went “yeah that guy could lead Voltron”.

keith: shiro when you told me ‘be the leader’ i actually thought you were delirious with pain why the quiznak do u think i should lead :/

shiro: bc i know what you’re capable of :) also if you’re gonna be the leader you’re gonna need to completely change every aspect of your entire personality

La Fermette Marbeuf is a renowned restaurant in Paris’ 8th district. Its Art Nouveau decor is listed as an historical monument, in particular its magnificent glass roof designed in 1898 by Hubert and Martineau. The latter crowns a romantic decor in springtime colours, adorned with mural paintings and a reproduction Botticelli.

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it was a threat all along