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They long for your embrace!🎶
Somebody please complete this with me:
You make my balls so blue 🎶
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"I cant draw" then do it bad who gives a fuck.....
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everyone living in EU - please support the citizens initiative for safe and accessible abortion!!
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My latest cartoon for @GuardianBooks.
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Glimmerati, Claudia Keep
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Don't run from me🎶
They're all beat up🎶
Somebody please complete this with me:
You make my balls so blue 🎶
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Same omfggg it sucks
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You make my balls so blue🎶
They're hanging sadly 🎶
Somebody please complete this with me:
You make my balls so blue 🎶
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little strawberry thief!
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Marauders incorrect quotes
Regulus: I don’t know what’s wrong with me
Regulus: I can’t eat, can’t sleep, maybe I’m coming down with something
Pandora: oh I know what you’ve got! The L word
Barty: yeah, leprosy
Pandora: no Barty, it’s four letters, starts with L ends with E
Barty: ah ha! Lice
Pandora: no!
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brown eyes are heartmeltingly pretty pass it on
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Someone put me down before this band au causes me to explode
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I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.
I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.
I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.
I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.
I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.
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“Sherlock Holmes is never been queer, you all made it up”
Sherlock Holmes:
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Wolfstar but as the little gladiator and cowboy from the night at the museum (Jedediah and Octavius)
GIVE ME DRAWING IDEASS!!!!
MARAUDERS, JOHNLOCK, EDDSWORLD, SANDERS SIDES, YOU NAME IT
please i'm begging i don't know what to draw 😭
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I love it when you see a little kid that has clearly picked out their own outfit. Like I just saw a little girl with a bright pink tutu, giant bow in her hair, glittery cat top and some bright pink leggings. You could tell that she picked out those clothes and thought she had hit the peak of fashion. It was adorable.
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