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punkrockbrit · 7 days
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You know what’s ironic? I thought you of all people would know not to judge a book by its cover.
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punkrockbrit · 7 days
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i’m not against vaping, but man, vaping two inches from my face on the subway is a ridiculous asshole kind of move. this dude was billowing like he was auditioning for the role of haunted house fog machine. the humidity in the whole car changed, he was ruining haircuts. just jump starting the water cycle. condensation was dripping down my glasses. people were slipping off poles, it was chaos. it was like watching one man try to terraform the moon. a planet with one dense, root beer scented atmosphere blocking out the sun and choking all life. 
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punkrockbrit · 8 days
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Today in niche genres of joke that I can never get enough of and will probably still be secretly thinking about four years later
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punkrockbrit · 10 days
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Anonymous asked for Eleventh Doctor + autumn colors 🍂
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punkrockbrit · 27 days
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hmmm why does my uterus hurt and why do i feel kinda off. weird. surely these are not the warning symptoms of a predictable biological process that occurs on a regular schedule. anyway. im going to wear white pants today.
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punkrockbrit · 1 month
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punkrockbrit · 1 month
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At the gate for my flight home from visiting friends and there's a woman here with a service Shiba Inu. No pics because he has a Do Not Disturb vest and taking pics of strangers is illegal but I need to stress how ON DUTY this animal is. Ears up. Eyes doing Lazer scans of everything. Examining everyone who passes within 10ft like a security guard. Ass planted on her feet. I have never seen a dog with such intense chivalric guardian energy before. He has tiny eyebrows and they are FURROWED with concentration.
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punkrockbrit · 2 months
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I'm sorry for being so sappy, but I wanted to show you guys something.
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When I first donated to PCRF in December 2023, it was barely 10% close to its goal. Now in March 2024, they're also 100%. Everyone of you has helped support a better future for Gaza.
They're so close to their goal. Please donate or share this post so that they can get to their goal🇵🇸
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punkrockbrit · 2 months
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"Who Moved The Stars?" Text reads: "How many seconds in eternity?" Will I ever get Over Heaven Sent? Probably not. Finished my sketchbook cover! I'll never pass up the opportunity to do a doctor who flower motif :D I also made it into a free phone wallpaper that you can find over on my Ko-Fi
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punkrockbrit · 2 months
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Lockscreen with this part of mv lavander haze by taylor, please??? 💜💜💜💜
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please like/reblog if you save!
more taylor swift lockscreens here!
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punkrockbrit · 3 months
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In case you lost it - a link to the eSIM donation guide. Even if you feel sick and powerless, you can at least do this. And even if you really, really can't donate, you can always at least share this and remind others.
https://gazaesims.com/esim-purchase-tutorial/
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punkrockbrit · 3 months
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punkrockbrit · 3 months
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For the Taylor Swift prompts: Kieren/Simon, 7!
thanks bestie you've given me Permanent brain damage by making me think about kieren/simon through the lens of taylor swift lyrics, i will never be the same!!
7. You can hear it in the silence.
Six months isn't quite sufficient time to get over anything, especially the death of your best friend; at the same time the grief is no longer as fresh and cutting as it once was, and Kieren finds himself at times almost managing to forget that day before it comes rushing back and he feels horrible for not feeling as horrible as he thinks he ought.
It is awful, all of this is, layers and layers of guilt, old self-loathing cropping up, regret upon regret. Wishing he had been the one to go instead of her. Wishing things could be as they were, even for one moment.
What stabilizes him in this time, keeps him going despite the heavy tug downwards that he knows very well leads to despair, is—what else—the few people around him who understand, or who try to understand. There's Philip, who tentatively apologizes ("for—you know—everything"), and in whom Kieren, absurdly enough, sees a kindred spirit: the two people who loved her most. There's Jem, whose presence and care are abundant even though Kieren wishes he could be strong for her right now too.
And there's Simon. Maybe Kieren should be a little worried, how close the two of them have cloven together in mere months—how raw and vulnerable they are with each other, every day, so close the edges between them warp and blur. It still knocks Kieren right over to think they have this. He has this. And Simon has him. It's a dangerous precipice, a very sharp knife, if they were to slip—that he is sure of.
Things are not perfect; Simon is still grouchy, standoffish; can retreat into himself and hide so very much. A turtle in his shell, Kieren thinks with a small grin.
He's not quite sure that the way Simon sometimes looks at him, the same expression he wears when he prays, is a good thing. But he can't help but seek it out, so does that make him an accomplice to Simon's self-obliteration?
But then they're alone together, and the deep frown in Simon's brow eases, and the tension in his broad shoulders evaporates, and he'll settle and even smile a little, and Kieren is absolutely certain that he'd do anything, even a bad thing, for Simon's peace of mind.
There is so much pain, Kieren thinks, his own, his boyfriend's, the world's. There is nothing to be done to take it away, only to try to add less of it. So he lies with Simon in the silence of the night, head on his chest, hearing no pulse but the one he imagines was once there, and resolves quietly once more to stay, to smooth sharp edges away, so it all stops hurting so very much.
taylor swift writing prompts
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punkrockbrit · 4 months
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Hey, are you aware of the fact that many people in Gaza have resorted to cutting pieces of their tents for scraps for pads? Which as you can imagine isn't the safest option but their only option in most cases. This also applies to those going through postpartum bleeding from giving birth. If you want to or can help:
The Pious Projects - they distribute feminine hygiene kits for people in Gaza! I suggest checking it out yourself but there's various amounts you can give from $5-$1,000 to help make and distribute these kits! They cost around $25 for each kit, but every bit helps. Make sure to share the link even if you can't currently help donate today!
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punkrockbrit · 4 months
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we love to see it
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punkrockbrit · 4 months
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She is brightness, she is luminance. She will hypnotize you and drag you into her world. Her name...
... is Light Mode. 
This drawing turned out a little more serious than I had originally intended. I get so many comments about using light mode for my computer and phone that it became the inspiration for some new artwork!
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punkrockbrit · 5 months
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#Mood
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