I Am Seeing Wayyy To Much Simon Eriksson Hate Recently. Y'all Act Like Someone Didn't Have Any Right

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if ur a nazi or neo-nazi or support nazi ideologies let this be a fucking harsh message that ur not welcome on this blog and I hope you get socked in the face

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Time Lapse of the Land Taken From Native Americans

via reddit

Two posts in one day? But it’s the still the holidays for me and it’s winding to a close so who knows when I will be able to post again. Things are probably going to get busy again, so for now a little fic, to celebrate the new year. It has nothing to do with new years but at the end David and Matteo look forward to a new chapter of their lives. So this is the second part of this, and there is one more part to come (hopefully soon)

David would never admit that he was jealous of a cat. But he was. Or at least he was jealous of the attention Matteo showered Nana with. He wasn’t ignoring him exactly, but David certainly felt a little left out. He wasn’t used to it, Matteo usually gave him all of his attention. He would listen to everything that David said with rapt attention. Now he was too busy playing with Nana, or talking to her, or chasing her all over the apartment.

Laura said he was being ridiculous, that Matteo still gave David almost all his attention, couldn’t he learn to share a bit? But it wasn’t that simple. Getting Matteo’s attention was always a bit tricky and now he was distracted it was worse. Even worse than that was that despite David’s many many protests, Nana now slept in their room. All because Matteo didn’t want her being lonely. He’d pouted and pulled that face until David had let her in. It was ridiculous; she was a cat for goodness sakes, weren’t they supposed to be solitary creatures? Nana didn’t seem to be. She’d been meowing at the door the whole time Matteo had been pleading with him.

David was just relieved she didn’t want to sleep on the bed. She seemed happy enough curled up on the little pillow Matteo had put by the window. Still, it was all leaving David a bit grumpy.

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“Beans are so threatening” God I am so so sorry that we didn’t use tear gas and rubber bullets that you so clearly prefer.

i simply cannot stop thinking about this.

feel free to share + repost these images. stand with serbia.

evictions will begin again in NYC in about a month, and this will leave many people and families homeless, which in the heart of this country’s epidemic could be a death sentence. shelters are already overcrowded as it is.

please donate to the NYC Eviction Fund started by Esteban Martinez here:

gofundme.com

Eviction Prevention organized by Esteban Martinez

Hello my name is Esteban Martinez, also known as Creative Gold. I live in NYC and it has recently… Esteban Martinez needs your support for E

many cities are also about to be facing a mass eviction crisis. one way to help is donate to or start mutual aid funds like this specifically for eviction prevention in your city. housing is a human right!

it’s getting close to Thanksgiving in the US so i wanted to pass around a link to the Wôpanâak Language Reclamation Project

Donate if you can, and even if you can’t, spend some time this November educating yourself about the history of the very-much-still-alive tribe that sat down with the pilgrims, the continued history of colonization in America, and about the tribe/s whose land you are occupying.