• khlur -> dethblow

    inactive - running on queue

    hi i’m moon i’m in my 20s, use whatever pronouns u want for me (i am partial to it/they). currently gritting my teeth thru a master’s degree.

    most of the posts i make are in an indian context.

    lived in mainland india all my life, so many of my posts are about things in india. i am half khasi, i try to keep in touch with the language, culture, and my friends and family who are khasi. you will find lots about the northeast on this blog (tag #northeast).

    oh ya stuff gets slightly nsfw so if ur not cool w that then…well. idm minors interacting though but don’t get snippy about an adult posting adult content.

    don’t rb personal posts ty

    sideblogs

    @eriong - music

    @dreamquartz - kpop

    @apocryphalis - idk man

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  • alanabloommd

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    oh, to be in love with an oncologist - original

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    sasaq:
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    (via 7_degi - 写真共有サイト「フォト蔵」)

  • communistkenobi

    It’s really fun spotting liberals who spend way too much time on this website and have convinced themselves that the transgender commie bloggers have somehow made imperialist jingoism an oppressed minority position and not like, the dominant strain of political thought in every western country on the planet

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  • i really enjoyed this evening because there was none of that catty bitchiness that i’ve gotten used to among my coursemates. there was also absolutely 0 pressure to have alc (the opposite of what i’ve come to expect from ANY social interaction here in this country). everyone was so warm and kind. ppl have got their heads on their shoulders. things have been looking up for a while now and i’m just,,,, really glad. and v grateful!

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  • i’m living the fucking y/n life in my social interactions what the fawk

  • it was my soon to be flatmate’s bday today and she invited me to join her n her friends for lunch and cocktails. and i had absinthe for the first time. and i was wedged in between a really lovely gal that i had fun convos with and a hot guy who let me sip both his drinks.

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  • intactics

    no Male Author Moment has ever made me cringe quite as viscerally as the ending of Grapes of Wrath and that was a full decade before I found out about this

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  • blondejaneblonde

    Sanora Babb’s own novel, Whose Names Are Unknown, was buried by the publisher after Grapes was published. It was eventually released in 2004, a year before her death.

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  • slutdge

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    we need to kill whoever is making the punk playlists at spotify i cant take this buffoonery anymore

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  • eternal--return

    How does one hate a country, or love one? . . . I lack the trick of it. I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rock, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls on the side of a certain plowland in the hills; but what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply? What is love of one's country; is it hate of one's uncountry? Then it's not a good thing. Is it simply self-love? That's a good thing, but one mustn't make a virtue of it, or a profession. . . . Insofar as I love life, I love the hills of the Domain of Estre, but that sort of love does not have a boundary-line of hate. And beyond that, I am ignorant, I hope.

    Ursula K. Le Guin · The Left Hand of Darkness (1969)

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