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okay can i just say that this gif is my favourite thing ever about watching you me at six perform live? the best moment out of them all is when josh is just smiling and mouthing the words and he doesn’t even bother singing into the microphone because nobody would be able to hear him over the screaming of the fans and he just looks so god damn happy.
There is no such things as ‘innocent’ or ‘guilty’ Palestinians. Armed resistance to fascist occupation is their right.
What israel and our media shamelessly calls ‘militants’ are Palestinian people fighting to defend their land and their families.
They deserve just as much respect and dignity.
This broke my fucking heart
This is why you don’t lie about having mental disorders. It is not a joke.
This broke my heart
this is real ocd, not the people in school getting annoyed when their desk is messy.
So my cousin was in a gay pride parade and everything in her outfit and makeup was rainbow but she was wearing red contacts and while marching, a protester behind her yelled “You’re going straight to hell” and she turns around to face him with her fuCKING blood red eyes and she says “well duh, I got a kindom to run” and the protester nearly fucking passed out that is her legacy I want to be like her
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been