I thought the fathers in Gaza carrying bags of flesh they hope contain some of their children's remains were the victims here but actually no. It's Ed Fucking Sheeran.
Don't let a 10-minute problem consume a 24-hour day. The email was uncomfortable. The train was late. The conversation went poorly. Feel it, deal with it, then allow the rest of your life to remain intact.
somewhere in the world, there is a girl crying over this bcs she finally feels sincerely represented in a world that does not care abt muslim countries except for their aesthetics (je parle de moi)
This is how you protest. Not with cutest signs, not with cringey chants. Not with stupid hats. You roll up your sleeves and fuck some shit up.
I never thought in 2026, that i’d be rooting for Albania and Iran. But here we are.
One thing about adulthood that way too many people learn way too late (and have no choice but to learn the hard way): you have to be deliberate/proactive about everything. For the first time in your life, you can't be passive participant in anything.