to the stars.

*me, literally sick with want* whatever

I have every word ever blocked. I could be mutuals with axe murderers and I wouldn't know because I have "#axe murdering" in my blocked tags. it's so peaceful here (hears a noise behind me) (doesn't turn around)

(opening the author’s works page after finishing a fic) and if im lucky they’ll have written this exact same fic but different a bunch more times

and if im unlucky, Hockey RPF (37)

earphones aren’t enough i need this song to possess me

Reblog to save a duck

Quack quack

It’s getting to be that time of year where more people are going outside to parks and stuff so i thought it would a good idea to reblog this again

*me, literally sick with want* whatever

The bottom line is that everyone who has the ability to act or influence and then chooses silence bears a share of the responsibility as long as the genocide continues. Every spectator of hunger is a partner in its bitterness until bread reaches the mouths of the hungry, a partner in thirst until the throats of children are quenched, a partner in displacement until people return to their homes, a partner in pain until wounds are healed, and a partner in nights of terror until the dawn of safety comes... In times of massacres, neutrality does not grant innocence. Silence does not provide salvation; Because remaining silent about the crime prolongs its life and gives it space to continue.

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