#My thoughts and Feelings

[fromchaostocosmos]

To be honest I do not trust most people them because most of the people wearing them are not Palestinian themselves.

I find it to be hypocritical when I see all these leftists wear keffiyehs knowing that by doing so they are participating in cultural appropriation.

I also find myself scared because I do not know if I am safe because I know that to majority of those wearing it is not an article of clothing that is a way of expressing their culture, but rather it is a way that they can signify that they are not safe for Jews sorry not all Jews just the Bad Jews.

There is a very poignant quote in the article that really sums up my views and feelings pretty well:

“I don’t think a keffiyeh announces that its wearer wants Jews dead. At least the rational part of my brain doesn’t think this,” Phoebe Maltz Bovy, an editor at the Canadian Jewish News, wrote earlier this year. “That said, am I about to make social plans with someone who isn’t even Palestinian, whose reaction to this war is to buy a scarf in support of their preferred team? I think we all know the answer.”

To those who are not Palestinian and who wear it, they wear like they would merch for the sports team their in favor of. They treat it like a game and we, Jews and Palestinians, are just the players in it. They treat us like we are real people with real feelings, real communities, and real bodies that get hurt. And often do so as consequence of the actions and choices of these non-Palestinian keffiyeh wearers.

[spnrocks2005]

First original post cuz I have FEELINGS that I need to share

I keep thinking about Oliver's interview and what bugs me the most is that Buck could and should fuck as much as he wants. He's a gorgeous man - inside and out - discovering and exploring this newly uncovered side of himself and should be enjoying it!

However, Let Buck Fuck WITH TOMMY!! They'd already established that Buck and Tommy were open to matching each other's freak with that kitchen scene at the end of season 7. I think Tommy would've been more than happy to help Buck explore and experience anything he wanted to with enthusiasm and they could've discovered things that worked for them or didn't together.

To have things end so abruptly after there was so much thought and care put into developing not only their relationship but Tommy's connection with the rest 118 just feels so out of nowhere. This isn't a curveball, this isn't an "oh shit" moment, this isn't a " woah, I did not see that coming" moment - none of that. This feels like we had someone writing that scene who hadn't watched any of season 8 at all (hell, even just the previous episode) come in that had seen the toxic discourse in part of the buddie fandom and was like "fuck it, here ya go quit whining" and ended it. And that it was after Josh's performance that truly was the speech to end all speeches like Bryan said.

If this truly is the last we'll see of Tommy, I'm so disappointed in the show I've taken comfort in over the years. Lou put so much thought and care into his portrayal of Tommy and I could see his emotions blurring with Tommy's in those final moments. When reading his interview, I don't blame him for wanting to go back to SWAT and channeling the "six-year-old boy that just wants to run into walls and shoot things" cuz he deserves that after this hurt.

I will take comfort in all the fix it fics and hopefully get back to the fluff at some point. It's still a little too raw right now. Thank you to all the fic writers who are helping us heal 💔🫂💙

[peregrinec811549176103122]

I Think when I sleep at nite i see thingsThat I've done in my unproud past my Mistakes of my past I'd do again I mistake my connections my love my Shameful Feelings I Need to run from the things Ive Done that I never rememember or forget and i regret it as long as I leave But mine think of it each night when I look up I glance iup and I see it all And I gotta go

[truffle-chocolate]

I don't want my birthday to end...

On this day you feel that everyone loves you: a stranger on the street, a neighbor’s dog and a stray cat, your colleagues and classmates. They are all treated with more kindness and care than usual. Because they feel from you this sparkling, airy feeling of happiness that makes them smile in response to your smile

But this day is gradually ending. Your family, already tired after a whole day of turmoil, gradually stops reacting to you as someone very important and significant, as it was in the morning.

There is no longer that feeling of fun and joy as it was in childhood. When you were tired of this holiday, but equally continued to feel full of this bright and delicious feeling of warmth. It's as if you have your own kingdom, where everyone loves you and is happy to see you, simply because you exist

Now you stand in today. On your birthday. You feel the cold from people with tired smiles. You are adjusting your bright holiday outfit. Although inside you have long been curled up in a ball and crying into your knees, smearing your tears and snot on your cheeks, sniffling loudly and sobbing

You continue to laugh back with your glassy smile as you go to your room with a piece of birthday cake. And standing on the threshold, knowing that no one else will come in, this fun gradually begins to fall from you. You sit on the floor next to the bed, leaning your back and stretching your legs. You take the first bite of the whipped cream on the strawberry pie, hoping that, like when you were a child, it will fill you with a sweet sense of magic. You eat bite after bite, but that feeling of the moment never comes

You eat the cake, but it no longer seems the same as it was in childhood. Wrong cake. You are not correct. You look tiredly at the ceiling and think: “why am I disappointed if it was so fun? Why do I feel lonely if so many strangers congratulated me today? Why do I feel unwanted?"

It's simple. The little kingdom fell. Now you need to earn that love and warmth that was free in childhood. That's why I don't want my birthday to end. Because there are still these light piece that give crumbs of warmth

[laughing-drawing-aces]

Ngl I would love the concept of ronance + Steve on the side (Robin herself literally wanted to become one person with Steve so no you cannot take Steve out of Robin’s life even when it comes to her romantic life) so much more if people admitted that Nancy is actually the third wheel of Steve and robin’s friendship or if people allowed this entire situation to be a fucking mess. Like somehow people paint it out as Robin feels no guilt for getting with her bestie’s ex and Steve is just in a corner cheering them on and Nancy doesn’t somehow feel conflicted about anything (which is ironic cuz Nancy is often conflicted about something) … they just feel like self inserts at this point and they don’t even feel like the characters that I love that are in canon. They just don’t feel human to me anymore which is the beauty of writing that the characters feel like real people. So it just seems like these are characters going along with the narrative and plot while having no depth

[saiyef]

My family and I had a cat named Misty. After having him for 1 year, he left home and didn’t come back. I made a side blog of all my videos and photos of him here.

On 28th December 2021, I woke up and went downstairs to the living room were kept hearing a high-pitched noise. I looked everywhere, even outside the house, for source of the noise; eventually I looked under the dining table and saw a kitten on one of the chairs mewling. My family bought a cat while I was asleep. A tabby cat with white-grey fur with black stripes and white fur on his paws and mouth. I fell in love with it instantly and left my fleece and scarf on the floor for him to smell and become familiar with my scent.

We named the cat Misty and thought it was a girl who was 10-weeks old at the time we bought him. It turns out we were given a boy who was 5-weeks old instead.

We let Misty out into out back garden where he would go over the fence into our neighbours’ gardens and explore. He usually did this every day before coming back either on his own or when we shook a bag of food, usually at around sundown or before it was about to rain. But, on 22 December 2022, we let him out at night and he never came back. My family and I searched for him, asking the neighbours whose gardens he roams into and putting up posters but we did not succeed. One of the neighbours supposed that because Misty was 1-years old and we didn’t fix him yet (I was thinking about whether we should but I didn’t bring it up to my family before then), he smelled a female cat and ran off to chase it. I kept hoping he’d come back but after months, I think it was safe to say Misty was gone.

My family has decided to get a new cat, which we’ll be getting next week. I think I’ll be happy to have a new cat but I’m also really sad because it feels like Misty is gone and the hope that he’ll come back will be gone with it. I just hope he’s still alive somewhere, either as someone else’s new pet thinking he was a stray or perhaps he turned feral and is living in the wild. Or, on a sadder note, consider that he might have been stolen, as I noticed a poster for a stolen reindeer while out so there were animals getting stolen around that time and someone kept tearing down our lost cat posters.

[grillcheesepoetry]

I got a tip recently about writing poetry, specifically with iambic parameters and, though that particular person was literally intolerable for the fact they got in my head and started mansplaining my ” “obvious insecurities” “ like who the hell?????

:/ anyway I didn’t think of it before, but writing out a blurb of thoughts, no matter what it is just getting everything down onto paper or notes, making sure to include a few key words and emotions as guidelines. Then, once you’re happy and satisfied and you’ve vented what you’re feeling going back over and highlighting phrases and words you like and putting them in an iambic parameter of your choosing. Works for haiku, diamanté, free verse, spoken word if you want, fuckin,, SONNETS!!! hell, your very own villainous monologue.

I know I’m basically preaching this to nobody but I’ll come back and look at this at some point when I feel like writing and probably re-apply this info, if I forget it which I probably will.

Usually when I write out something I’m proud of it’s literally spur of the moment like an alien beamed information into my head and I literally SCRAMBLE to get it into words the same way I thought it and that almost never turns out the way I want it to bc phrasing and rythem and formatting takes so much more thought and…etc etc… writing hard grrr 😡

[marianadecarlos]

Me for Real 🥺

[noodles-and-tea]

Our hextech dream….

[futuristic-koala]

[soul-from-another-era]

Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.

[mochasucculent]

Dumb thing that would not leave my brain

[peaceishim]

[minimalist-quotes]

Don't make the mistake of being so understanding and forgiving that you overlook the fact that you're being disrespected.

[laughing-drawing-aces]

Okay but now that I said that part about Steve and Dustin’s friendship: I’m so confused as to why Steve’s dating life ended up being a problem between the two of them. Because in season 3 Dustin wanted Steve to go out and find romance and have him be happy. Like it could make sense if it’s a ‘oh he still wants Steve to be happy but now things have changed’ or ‘oh he still thinks that Robin is good for Steve and he’s pissed that Steve isn’t with her cuz he doesn’t know that robin is a lesbian’. It could have perfectly worked out like that but instead canon literally doesn’t give us any sense of that at all. It’s just like a brief thing that happens in canon that Steve’s dating life is affecting their friendship but then it’s never brought up how exactly it’s affecting their friendship in any way

[mintaii]

a little post act 1 drawing...