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Added June 10th, 2025: I realize that because this blog is an angry-driven one, things may need to be calmly laid out and that's fine by me! It's the Internet.
What's my stance on the conflict?
I don't like death or people killing each other.
Up to you to believe me or not. Though if you're the type to just scream at a person's inbox, there's a chance I'll just block you. It's a blog in the public, yes, but here's a really handy-dandy phrase from the fandom community:
Don't like, don't read.
"There's a genocide--"
There are dozens happening. The world sucks and is scary. It was sucky and scary before you were born and yet here you are, alive and well and picking fights with strangers online.
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Hi everybody! This is my separate account from my main one where I vomit out all of my thoughts and feelings and rage (imagine No Face) without making my happy place fandom blog get gunked up.
Or another way to put it, I don't wanna see really depressing news on my feed between pictures of guys going at each other (violently or sexually or both). Kinda tasteless and tacky if you ask me.
If I'm following you on my fun and main and proper account, I'll probably let you know. I'll still post about fandom but from an angrier and snider stance because of how the conflict itself has become a fucked up fandom of its own! And it'd be general fandom not the ones I'm specifically in.
The Confilct = I/P one
If I reblog with a comment it's me expressing thoughts. If you respond and I don't it's probably because I had nothing to add, thought I responded, or just outright forgot because that's how it be sometimes.
As for the picture and banner--it's a picture I took of the pathway to Belzec and the banner is also of Belzec.
My grandmother's cousins and aunt were murdered there. Or on the way. Or maybe both since there were 4 kids and a mom to spread it out. Who knows! The place served its purpose in wiping out the local Jewish population, so it didn't need to stay up and running for long.
Anyway. I'm angry and full of spite, so this is where it all goes so I can have some shreds of happiness elsewhere.





















