Me: Okay, I am finally posting something on ao3, but I want it to be posted on Saturday
Me: *makes a typo*
Me: Oops, let me change that.
Me: *accidentally posts the chapter*
Me:...
Well... I guess enjoy the thing I posted: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54260500/chapters/137411920
I canāt with the USA anymore. Might as well move to Chinaā¦
There's something called a KOSA Bill in the US. It's a project planning to cut off internet access to ALL CHILDREN WORLDWIDE. This means they are banning Chai/C.AI, Wattpad, AO3, Discord, Tumblr, Tiktok, etc.
To make matters worse, parents will have access to their children's internet activity, meaning chats, websites visited, apps opened, etc. Giving them NO privacy whatsoever. Esp. children who are LGBTQIA+, because in the US, it is deemed "inappropriate".
There is a solution to this, however only to people who have Tiktok, there is a user named omarsbigsister, if you check their profile, you can see in their bio it says "STOP KOSA!! ā¬ļøā¬ļø"
Below the text, there's a link. Now before you click on the link, there's a video you need to see, giving you instructions on what to do.
Tags: @randomweebhub @blankdemslate @raymett @donkeybro @corvid-steven @pookie-pie-12 @ipostmyhyperfixationsnshit @ask-the-anonymous-army @fandomsandwriting1 @myclutteredmess-but-reblogs PLS BOOST!!
I need to see something.
Please reblog this and put in the tags if the surname "Donner" means anything to you (without looking it up first), and if it does, give one or two words that describe what you know. Please also include where you grew up, including the state if you grew up in the US.
I like my online friends, they are the only people who are willing to play genshin with me :,)
Today at my school we had an assembly about internet predators and when I had said that most of my true friends are over the internet and they gave me a lecture about how āI donāt know who Iām talking toā blah blah. So please, if you arenāt a predator in any way, please reblog so i can prove a point.
Keywords used to make the paragraph:
French
Spain
Scooter
Highway
Dying/Die/Died
Turtle
Paint/Painting
Falling/Fell/Fall
There once was a French Goldfish from Spain. The Goldfish was on its scooter on the highway. There was a turtle sleeping on the road. Thankfully the highway was empty. The Goldfish stopped its scooter to wake up The Turtle but he almost got run over and died. The Goldfish asked The Turtle why they were sleeping on the highway. The Turtle responded saying that they were painting the lines on the highway and fell asleep.
This is the paragraph that my class came up with as a āpoemā. I mean- maybe itās a poem. But I decided to turn this into a poem under my definition of a poem. I also added the goldfish dying at the end of the poem because there were two kids in my class that were basically making the poem for everyone and were trying to get the goldfish to die at the end of the poem. The art teacher (who is really nice and let me rewrite the paragraph) didnāt want to kill off the goldfish, so it was basically a stalemate. I fixed the poem to include the goldfish dying but peacefully (compromising is something I breathe at this point). Here is the poem though. I wrote a draft of this out on paper at first before typing it, so for the sake of my hand please read it.
There once was a French Goldfish from Spain
They went on the highway riding on a scooter in the plains
A turtle with a shell so green it was jade
Was spotted by the French Goldfish sleeping on the highway lane.
Twas luck that the highway was empty, the Goldfish thought, That the turtle didnāt die.
For who would sleep on a highway,
Where the danger of getting hit was apparent even at day!
This was made even clearer for the Goldfish
Who scootered towards the turtleās way
When suddenly a car flew by
And nearly squished the Goldfish flat!
When he finally approach the turtle
The Goldfish just had to ask
āWhy are you sleeping on the road?
Arenāt you afraid of getting squished flat?ā
The Turtle the stirred at the sound
And woe, to his peaceful nap!
Now he was awake, there was no going back!
āWhat do you want, goldfish, so badly
That you interrupted my nap?!
Iāve done nothing to you,
Not a single scratch!ā
The Goldfish repeated his question
And the Turtle sighed and replied:
āI was painting the lines of this road,
Which is quite a tough job,
The sun beating upon my shell,
Meant woe to my health!
I was tired and laid down, and next thing I knew,
I was awoken from my nap by you!ā
The Goldfish nodded as the information was revealed
And offered his assistance to the Turtle for the day
And soon the highway was completely painted
Drying in the day.
The Goldfish soon left
Biding the turtle farewell
Riding to a lonely house
Where they painted the scene
Which he thinks back to
Year after year behind the scenes
This story was quite the inspirational tale!
When he finally was on his deathbed
Once again, the Goldfish thinks
āThe Turtle was an interesting ladā
Before he fell into a never ending sleep.
I can almost feel myself losing my idea of what to write when it came to the Goldfishās death. I hope this was a satisfactory ending. I honestly really wanted to write this because, well, why not? It was still a fun project.
āaverage person eats 3 spiders a yearā factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted
Hello, I am Marwan from Gaza .
Could you help me?
My situation is very difficult, and I suffer from chronic diseases, and there is no treatment or medicine for me because of the war we are going through. Prices are very high. Please help me by donating so that I can buy treatment.
https://gofund.me/d0449a4b
I don't have any money, but I can spread you message!
Good grief the grind is over.
Random Girl on Tumblr. Multifandom. Mostly going to be post random art.
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