AUDITION | オーディション, ŌDISHON 1999, dir. Takashi Miike

Please help. Prices have gone up like crazy due to the blockade. We risk our lives anytime we leave the building and come back empty handed because everything is too expensive. We barely have enough food to last until the end of Ramadan.

My displacement bag is packed. We could need to run at any moment and what will we do then? Where will we go? How will my sister Soso handle sleeping in the streets and going hungry again?

Please help, even if it’s just sharing. This is our only source of income. My brothers can’t even try to find some odd jobs here and there anymore because everyone is scared and the streets are empty. We won’t survive without your help.

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Rawan is a 21-year-old Palestinian engineer who hasn’t been able to complete her studies as her university was destroyed. She is from a family of 10. Her mother suffers from chronic diseases. Her little sister Soso is only 4 years old!

One weird experience of transitioning is failing at ur assigned gender role the whole time and everyone constantly deriding you for it but then u come out and it's like we lost a beautiful gender conforming warrior today. Must grieve for my wonderful child who pissed me off by being ugly and weird since day 1

"kung pow penis," a phrase commonly used in reblogs to indicate utter disdain for OP, has twelve letters, each of which (traditionally) must be supplied by a different user. the unanimity of disdain indicated by these twelve unrelated users has strong parallels to the requirement of unanimity for a jury—also traditionally of twelve—to arrive at a verdict. in this essay i will

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when your straight best friend who you have a crush on abandons you at a party so he can fuck a girl he just met in a tepee and blows off your plans to go to tower records tomorrow

oh u can have this post i don’t want it

Gee, thanks mista! Oi Avent had a post to me own since and mum n pop died of influenza! I'll be certain to cherish it as if it were me little brutha who died from influenza also

Woss-all this then? You cheeky li’uhl buggah, wheh’d you get that post? Didn’t I tell you wha’ ‘appens to li’uhl boys that steal posts, hm? If your dear old mum knew she’d catch influenza with shame.

Oh no, Officer! I know ‘im, and ‘e’s a good lad; ‘e ‘elped me find daddy when I was lost in th market! I’m sure my father would be happy to let me pay for th’ post! Father is just around the corner getting influenza

'Ere offisah, dahn't truss that littuw giwl, orrite? She's the one wot stole foive bob from me larse week she did, when i was recovering in St. Urchin's 'Ome For Those With Influenza. And I sorer shewwin 'er ankles to some poor gent dahn the pub yesserday arfernoon while 'er ol' dad stole the poor bugger's influenza roight aht the man's pokkit. She's a baddun orrite. Fling 'er dahn the nick.

if i knew they were gonna make my post british i never would’ve gave it away

all lesbians should know the basics of transfeminine hrt. why WOULDN'T you learn the recipe for more women

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There's a lot I could say about The Subtance as an unflinching, gruesome close-up portrait of systemic misogyny, internalized sexism, self-hatred, and the brutality of fame, but more importantly, you know what I bet? I bet there is exactly one customer of The Subtance who is doing everything right. Week one, makes a living as a fitness influencer; week two, enjoys a lavish retirement funded by her other self's earnings. Week one, jogging, yoga, filming tiktoks, enjoying the vitality of youth; week two, Alaskan cruises, mahjong with the girls, enjoying unlimited free time and liberation from the crushing weight of the societal expectation to care what other people think of you. Keeps her other self on a nice air mattress with a quilt and always cooks a big recovery breakfast to be waiting for her when she switches. Walks out of that creepy alley every week whistling. Has no idea potential complications even exist. Every other user is living a psychedelic horror show of trauma, goop, and rage, and she's just at Barnes and Noble picking up the latest selection for book club. I know I'm alone in this, but I would happily watch that sequel.

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i think about this every day

i’m putting this up again because tumblr decided it hates me and doesn’t want to upload anything so ignore if it double posts but i had to archive this event from august