basically ur gonna get a picture of a beautiful hog with shit firmly resting on its massive ballsack
the moon must be off its axis
"Piece of cake!" "Wow this is a cake walk!" or just the term "Cake Walk".
just guys being dudes
he gets to enjoy his vanilla milkshake and drop an american stinkbomb in court
he really is living life
u forgot america
wait u already typed germany nvm
everytime a girlboss orc warrior is created, a male human paladin gets deleted in game and IRL
they wont care they never do. you can draw direct lines to the very evil they speak about but if that line ends with someone they like they just ignore it. if it's almost impossible to defend, they claim they never liked him in the first place.
shits maddening lol
this guy is probably 100% dogshit at pvp games and uses toxic "bonding" to mask his skill level. i would know, i used to do it lmao.
unfortunately, when you try so hard about not caring about other people's feelings and you join a group with that very tenet, you'll burned just as fast as it took you to type that slur. your worth is only as good as how long the racists will tolerate you, often it lines up with your ELO dropping or being stagnate.
keep holding that ideal mr g*mer, i'm sure your misery is not your fault, you just want MW2 lobbies again!! how could anyone be mad at you for dropping a little slur here and there? you're just trying to bond!!
My best friend in the whole world was a feminist and she taught me everything I know. I remember her voice, her smile and her frowns too. Everything that all you fuckers talk about, she was telling me to my face and I remember nearly every word. I just didn't listen.
She passed away from cancer nearly a decade ago now and its still a pain point for my grief. I straight up ghosted her/ignored her every plea to talk. My friends nearly dropped me because of it. I've cried endless times over the way I treated her. I was a reactionary piece of shit. The exact opposite of what she wanted and it probably hurt her inside so much. I can't even imagine it without crying.
I was able to say my goodbyes before she passed but it was hollow because of my heartlessness. My big sister could barely say goodbye (physically and emotionally) and here I am full of life ahead of me and I couldn't even feel anything when we talked. I regret every single moment of that goodbye because I wish I never did it in the first place.
I am not that person anymore and I know for a fact she knows it. I smile when I think lf her now because I know she'd be proud of the man I've become. Every single word that she spoke fuels my convinction even to this day.
I mentioned she was my best friend in the whole word. While that's true, she was more than that. She was a sparkling radiance. She was my older sister most of all and I will never not tell people that.
Graphite22
joined 4 years ago
I'm having a hard time describing how I feel about the song because it's makes me feel so sad and angry all the same. The song itself can mean so many different emotions and invoke so many thoughts to so many different people, and yet the context surrounding it and why you're hearing it this way manages to centralize those emotions to one point. We, as humans, collectively caused our emotions to burst by destroying this innocent creature's existence.
I feel so angry that the people beyond my time and most definitely beyond my control have destroyed this song. I want to lash out and scar the perpetrators for eternity and give them a mark to remember what they did but it's pointless. I have seen wondrous beauty claw, scratch, kick, scream and bite its way out of the ashes of our destruction and I see no difference here. Three million people heard this song of the ancient world and there are many more that felt compelled to express themselves after hearing it, like myself. I encourage people, if they feel how I feel, to take a broad look at just how many people wrote their quick thoughts, composed their music, or even wrote their books based off hearing a single sound or reading a simple string of words. There is going to be someone out there that makes a beautiful piece of art that we'll never know about thanks to this song.
The occurrence that I described happens every single day, whether we want it to or not. People have always created something from the ashes of nothingness. They created hope. This bird, like so much that existed before us, will carry on in so many people's memories that it's hard to deny that it's truly extinct. We remember.