#an u hated me

[nightguide]

heres the secret about the egg if you're watching this by purity. the egg conotation (what you think) is all around you by atom.

so science breaks it down

my journey was that you removed me from religion (why i felt so deep and misunderstood) that you will never get

an atom

so you're a theist

you're not muslim at all but you went through the rat race (Rowan Atkinson movie) and you made me win you back (so i reverted to get away from you, so you got money knowing nothing (your sexism overall)

but you got the egg

the egg in the sea is your sexual orientation to your wife (not even halal but you haram gf'ed her by purity but you never believed (she married you to save my life, so your contract is void) so you sabotaged my family for 'piety money' (about me) but you would take advantage over a disabled kid to 'get rights' so you're owed money from people by default

nothing about a disabled kid is knowing you used me as a debt collector for life (me as a slave for your shitty reasoning with Islam and patriarchy cuz you knew how much you'd benefit it knowing the religion was originally a Matriarch (you got some deep shitty psychological problems over one family only 'using you' so you wanted to get the crown for... nothing)

so you wanna be pro-active JW for.. that.

you wanted to have sex and you never felt 'complete' and you made me go through your past to save my future (some role model you are) and everybody knows

what i did with Anson Seabra is perfectly halal to make my life good with a newcomer (you made me go through that shitty day for you to 'live')

what i did is that i always wanted to get married (normal for a dreamer) so he will use a society to work for him and not for the latter of his mother (who he is initially attracted to) why i hate keanu reeves is you: the reader

so it's a step by step reasoning with my soul is why i was always in pain knowing i loved my husband (state of dream achieved: dr. joe dispenza and TV theory saved me) is knowing ND people are married born (why their dads go dajjal on you in public)

so knowing that now is how my dad (clone replica of him being there irl is him knowing the world according to Allah never dies is you not believing in love but you'll eat your way through (big brother rhetoric)

so you made me up (a community) to sexualise me (why im on TV) but you'll do nothing to make it up for it (you aint muslim yourself for one gori turned muslim right back) i did not do all of this on my blog for you (i almost died to put you in the cave myself, im the fckin Queen)

and now Ru Paul hates you.

good

i hope you learn that Lee Pace is not into you and will possibly find a way to jade you out of the sequence knowing i heavily loved what i seen in my father right back to the Qur'an (humble yourself there. those sex scenes aren't for you) good, now you're raped by life (as it should be)

now get back to work before i destroy your monastery with a suprise outcome

Kevin Bacon is Muslim

Faaiz Hussein IX

you'll forget that you will look up to Jared Leto because he ran a cult if you look for him with advice is how i know what you did wrong (he wanted to have a good time)

Javed Leto Ahmed VIII

and why you don't see TV dilemma the same way again if you piss off your mother one more time cuz one, you'll never know Jennifer Lopez again the same way (Naseem Khan)

Declan Donnelly (Riaz Yusuf)

Anthony McPartlin (Anthony Javeed IV)

you'll never want to see me in the ending credits cuz my Dad ain't your husband cuz you done fucked up if my best friend is somebody you knew on TV who is just like me because why all of Glee cast is Muslim but i name drop to serve you not live with you

Tilda Swinton (Taba Swab Syaafi)

but you'll never be cuz your fat ass is never first but last, hence why you never met him (David Tennant) the first time (the hare)

David Tennant (Jaabir Zafar)

kiss my ass you'll never be better than me cuz i know your 'da'dah' does not exist anymore if he comes up telling you what you missed out only after i'm married cuz everybody knows, but i'll buy the Porsche just cuz your mother (Hugh Jackman: Hugh Jackman (Haaris Jackman) will make you do more than the ordinary (you knew your fckin uncle will hate you to end your shitty monastery with a life (now the conspiracy circuit says you're Baal, so how did you come across my acc then (your Allah)?

David Bowie (Zaafir Mumtaz Lraaz)

who you talking to?

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

elita pep talk

[elainiisms]

female protagonists will literally go through 30 life altering traumas at the age of 16 and you ppl still have the audacity to call them annoying bc they cry about it and act like teenage girls

[partyswirl]

sighs

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[4natri]

Don't worry, If anyone finds us, i'll still be playing the villain

[mini-minish]

have you heard of that new hot spot in ba sing se 🍵

[frogseasons]

the zelderrrrr

[gumm303]

yes i did in fact start this while the trend was still new and relevant so fuck off LOL

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[cannibalosergirl]

any hate on lisa cuddy is purely sexism, she wasn't annoying she just didn't want her doctors committing medical war crimes

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

AND BUMBLEBEE !!!!!!!!

[squidflavoredsoup]

he should’ve kept the mullet it’s so hot😿😿😿

what a loser……….. he’s literally my type😻😻😾😾😻

[fanaticalthings]

While I do find it funny that henchmen in Gotham probably warn each other about the Red Hood because he's a bat who will actually kill you. I think it would be better if Jason was actually seen as some sort of savior or idol to like 90% of the goons scattered around Gotham. Doesn't matter who they work for, they all know Jason, former crime-lord that took over majority of Gotham's underground in one night.

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Jason, years after the events of UTRH, now fighting crime alongside the batfam, except every goon he runs into immediately recognizes him, stops fighting, and starts begging.

the first time it happens, Jason assumes they're begging for their lives only to hear them begging for him to return to the crime lord business so they can work for him and not Gotham's current money-stingy, abusive rogues (Black Mask lol)

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Jason showing up to patrol as backup for Dick in an overrun warehouse full of Two-Face's henchmen and as Jason's about to interfere, one of the men stops dead in their tracks and stares really hard at Jason until:

Goon: Oh my God, boss, is that you?

Jason, pulling out his guns, about to shoot:

Goon: Mr. Hood, sir???

Jason, halfway about to pull the trigger: Wait a min–Jeremy? Oh wow, it's been ages! How's the wife?

Goon (Jeremy): Oh my God it IS you, holy shit where have you BEEN? Me and the guys miss you, man!

Dick, with a knife at his throat: What is happening right now

Jason: Ahh, well, crime-lording just wasn't fitting in on the daily schedule. Tryna turn over a new leaf and all that

Goon (Jeremy): Aw, that's disappointing. We really liked working for you, right guys?

[Chorus of enthusiastic "YEAHS" from the rest of the henchmen (even the one holding Dick at knifepoint)]

Goon (Jeremy): Well, anyways, I can't beat you up knowing you're my old boss! You gave us the best health benefits! We'll just let you take the evidence and leave.

Jason: Aw, thanks guys :)

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And that's why 95% percent of Jason's missions in Gotham end in success. Not because he's willing to kill people or because rogues are terrified of him, but because 90% of the rogues' henchmen once worked for Jason and fuckin love him lol.