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All right. I'm snapping.
To everyone who's saying shit like this, read the post below.
ONE DAY. JUST FOR ONCE. THINK BEYOND YOURSELF.
TO ALL THOSE CRYING ABOUT HINDUPHOBIA RIGHT NOW, ABOUT HOW NO ONE SPEAKS UP FOR YOU, THINK ABOUT WHERE YOU WERE WHEN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA WANTED TO HAVE A PATENT ON TURMERIC. THINK ABOUT WHERE YOU WERE WHEN SOMETHING LIKE YOGA WAS FETISHIZED COMMERCIALIZED AND SOLD TO FOREIGNERS BY OUR OWN PEOPLE. THINK ABOUT WHERE YOU WERE WHEN ISRAEL INSULTED HINDUS BY CALLING YOU "idolaters" and "cow piss drinkers"
Thik hai.
Woh to Chhodo.
Where were you ten years ago?
Did you even talk about this before 2014, or like. Did something happen after that? Like. Are you getting what I'm saying here?
Thik hai.
Woh BHI chhodo.
The hindus who are truly oppressed today are the ones who aren't from a dominant caste. Are you really speaking up for the oppressed castes, working to end casteism in society? Or do you close your eyes to that?
Thik hai.
woh jara side mein rakhte hai.
Ask yourself, do you really care about hindus, or do you just want to drag others down and drag attention away from this issue? Do you really feel that hindus are oppressed, or do you just want attention? Oh you poor baby.
Arre bhai, sawaal jara kathin tha kya?
Thik hai.
Woh bhi chhodo.
DO YOU NOT HAVE AN OUNCE OF HUMANITY IN YOU? IMAGINE IF your loved one died, but you had to film them to make the world even think about you as humans. Imagine that the world is putting on a show to make everyone forget about you. And if someone told you that you had a chance to fight back, wouldn't you?
I'm sure y'all understand, since you are also "victims of a genocide" according to you, right? RIGHT??
Think before you post. "Why am I doing this?
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Jalte ghar ko dekhne walo phoos ka chappar aapka hain,Aag ke peeche tez hawa hain,aage muqaddar aapka hain.
Uske qatl pe main bhi chup tha,mera number ab aaya,Mere qatl per aap bhi chup hain,agla number aapka hain.
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The older you get the more you will realize that your friends are people who have made mistakes and bad decisions and even just fucked up and hurt people.
And obviously your boundaries with your friends are completely up to you but you do need to recognize that if you cut off everyone who has done something wrong, you’re going to end up with no friends (and you yourself will have also fucked up in your life, and not lived up to those impossible standards either).
I’ve found it’s much more constructive to learn how to say “hey dude, that was massively fucked up of you,” because most people are really willing to say “yeah, it was, I need to work on it/not do it again/apologize and make things right” ESPECIALLY if they are hearing it from you as their friend.
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FEMININE HYGIENE TIP: replace the time you spend in the shower shaving with using the showerhead to masturbate. hope this helps.
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To Look, and To Be Looked At
Just a Girl, No Doubt/ Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Celine Sciamma/ Ways of Seeing, John Berger/ Moonrise Kingdom, Wes Anderson/ Words by Agnes Varda/ 20th Century Women, Mike Mills/ Don’t Worry About The Government (Or Pickle Sandwiches), Robin Carter/ The French Dispatch, Wes Anderson
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I was free. But there was nothing exquisite about it.
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Sixteen
sixteen- the age of wilderness and lost fantasies,
maybe of a long lived daydream
or maybe of cascading waterfalls,
maybe breathing the life you wanted
or maybe living for the hope of it all.
its the phase where you will lose your blood and tears
over people and things you will grow out of
and you will be shred into pieces
but honey i promise
you will still glisten like a mirrorball hanging from the ceiling.
the waves of understanding will come to you rushing,
it will be foreign how you never crossed a perspective like this
but there's a good probability
that there will be a repeat in the history.
a chance that you will watch as bridges burn
you will witness how you never learn
you will break and fall and rearrange your priorities.
best of it will be when you bleed your knees
just for the blazing dream that you have sworn to achieve,
and gusts of worst will obstruct your path definitely.
people who once were yours might come back to your life,
people you swore would never leave might vacant their place by your side,
people you wanted to run away from might hold you on a leash,
and while you struggle to escape they might just mock at your unrealistic wish.
you might remove the knives on your back and wipe your wounds clean
but there's no promise that they wouldn't bleed at the slightest plot twist in your story
the fear,the anxiety,the breaking down might haunt you all over again
you might stumble on your feet over the grounds you knew would stand still
and you might suddenly be grabbed in some hurricane
finding no sense of the mess you are in
cause everything will haunt you a little better at sixteen.
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if you live like that, you live with ghosts x
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the writers are literally making jokes about greg being useless and unnecessary and yet they keep writing him into scenes instead of just killing him offscreen
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eye contact with someone you find attractive is so ungodly like you have no idea what you've done to me you bastard
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i love constantly evolving into a cooler version of myself
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