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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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tricky-bastard-pokemon: randomnightlord: feniczoroark: goldentail1: joybates: theres-no-going-home: lastvalyrian: enbyasha: socialistexan: paxamericana: fucking freaks if you’d put this into a movie for any other country it would be universally understood they are an evil fascist regime wHAt do you mean these guys PLEDGE their ALLEGIANCE to the flag?? Every day?? Kids have to do it every day at school, every morning at summer camp, I even had to do it at church as a kid. It’s very normal in America. I thought it was a bit odd at the time but I didn’t realize quite how strange the flag worship was until I got older. We never did this in germany. Never did this in england.When i first moved to the US, i had no idea what was going on. I *had* to learn it. I couldn’t sit out on it, and so i struggled through the words.I now don’t say it when I don’t need too. This is why people dont trust America Would you pull something like that in Germany you would be on 20 Government watch lists immediately on the suspect of being a Nazi i always rebelled by twisting the words. ahem:“I pledge allegiance,to the flagof the United States of Americaand to the Republicfor which it standsOne nationUnder moneywith liberty and justice for some.” Nice: tricky-bastard-pokemon: randomnightlord: feniczoroark: goldentail1: joybates: theres-no-going-home: lastvalyrian: enbyasha: socialistexan: paxamericana: fucking freaks if you’d put this into a movie for any other country it would be universally understood they are an evil fascist regime wHAt do you mean these guys PLEDGE their ALLEGIANCE to the flag?? Every day?? Kids have to do it every day at school, every morning at summer camp, I even had to do it at church as a kid. It’s very normal in America. I thought it was a bit odd at the time but I didn’t realize quite how strange the flag worship was until I got older. We never did this in germany. Never did this in england.When i first moved to the US, i had no idea what was going on. I *had* to learn it. I couldn’t sit out on it, and so i struggled through the words.I now don’t say it when I don’t need too. This is why people dont trust America Would you pull something like that in Germany you would be on 20 Government watch lists immediately on the suspect of being a Nazi i always rebelled by twisting the words. ahem:“I pledge allegiance,to the flagof the United States of Americaand to the Republicfor which it standsOne nationUnder moneywith liberty and justice for some.” Nice
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feniczoroark: goldentail1: joybates: theres-no-going-home: lastvalyrian: enbyasha: socialistexan: paxamericana: fucking freaks if you’d put this into a movie for any other country it would be universally understood they are an evil fascist regime wHAt do you mean these guys PLEDGE their ALLEGIANCE to the flag?? Every day?? Kids have to do it every day at school, every morning at summer camp, I even had to do it at church as a kid. It’s very normal in America. I thought it was a bit odd at the time but I didn’t realize quite how strange the flag worship was until I got older. We never did this in germany. Never did this in england.When i first moved to the US, i had no idea what was going on. I *had* to learn it. I couldn’t sit out on it, and so i struggled through the words.I now don’t say it when I don’t need too. This is why people dont trust America Would you pull something like that in Germany you would be on 20 Government watch lists immediately on the suspect of being a Nazi: feniczoroark: goldentail1: joybates: theres-no-going-home: lastvalyrian: enbyasha: socialistexan: paxamericana: fucking freaks if you’d put this into a movie for any other country it would be universally understood they are an evil fascist regime wHAt do you mean these guys PLEDGE their ALLEGIANCE to the flag?? Every day?? Kids have to do it every day at school, every morning at summer camp, I even had to do it at church as a kid. It’s very normal in America. I thought it was a bit odd at the time but I didn’t realize quite how strange the flag worship was until I got older. We never did this in germany. Never did this in england.When i first moved to the US, i had no idea what was going on. I *had* to learn it. I couldn’t sit out on it, and so i struggled through the words.I now don’t say it when I don’t need too. This is why people dont trust America Would you pull something like that in Germany you would be on 20 Government watch lists immediately on the suspect of being a Nazi
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karadin: undead-tealeaves: derpyslurpy-da-derp-master: simonsayssuckmytaint: catholicorprotestant: socialistexan: wynterroseskye: terrorfoster: gogomrbrown: Lovely. What a punch This is assault and illegal. He may spew nothing but bile but his right to free speech must be protected Ain’t nobody throwing him in prison, so his freedom of speech isn’t being violated. Also, learn what speech is exempt from it, like, for instance, fighting words. Words that by their very utterance inflict injury, and speech that incites an immediate breach of the peace, kind of like, yknow, saying you want to exterminate all of their kind of people. Basically, talk shit get hit is 100% protected. I swear people that yell about Freeze Peach have no idea what it means. If you provoke someone and then they act on that provication, then it’s on you, not them. Freedom of speech just means the government can’t tell you what to say.  Reblog to piss off a Nazi! Nazism is a call for genocide, a literal incitement to violence. That punch didnt start the fight but it did finish it. Hate speech is not protected motherfuckers Beautiful Punch. Wonderful and Flawless execution of the classical move “The Nazi Puncher”10/10. Absolutely would watch again. @feniczoroark : karadin: undead-tealeaves: derpyslurpy-da-derp-master: simonsayssuckmytaint: catholicorprotestant: socialistexan: wynterroseskye: terrorfoster: gogomrbrown: Lovely. What a punch This is assault and illegal. He may spew nothing but bile but his right to free speech must be protected Ain’t nobody throwing him in prison, so his freedom of speech isn’t being violated. Also, learn what speech is exempt from it, like, for instance, fighting words. Words that by their very utterance inflict injury, and speech that incites an immediate breach of the peace, kind of like, yknow, saying you want to exterminate all of their kind of people. Basically, talk shit get hit is 100% protected. I swear people that yell about Freeze Peach have no idea what it means. If you provoke someone and then they act on that provication, then it’s on you, not them. Freedom of speech just means the government can’t tell you what to say.  Reblog to piss off a Nazi! Nazism is a call for genocide, a literal incitement to violence. That punch didnt start the fight but it did finish it. Hate speech is not protected motherfuckers Beautiful Punch. Wonderful and Flawless execution of the classical move “The Nazi Puncher”10/10. Absolutely would watch again. @feniczoroark
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postmarxed: emmersdrawberry: postmarxed: postmarxed: bitchface—mcgee: postmarxed: gaycholita: sickly-momo: postmarxed: gaycholita: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: moosers: wh………. Hey uh if you go to that blog And click that link The binary in the image from the blog post translates to the password you need here which gets you this And that url takes you here I don’t have any idea what the code on the t-shirt is supposed to be tho Okay it’s a decimal code that translates to tumblr godknowsnone? On that blog there’s like a captcha image and a long binary string. Stay tuned!! Okay that binary translates to ascii code Which then translates to this So when we log in to that email account There’s not much there except this vimeo link in the drafts folder The video is just 19 seconds of a very windy kind of woodsy area with a pond and a shortened url displayed over it so that link takes you to this youtube video and if you scroll down theres only one comment click on the user and they dont have any videos, but their about page has a link the link takes you to this freetexthost page, but im not sure what this text is code for “check it out then go way back” if you go way back to the original blog @nn17gkn “cbg juj uk fb? Ouppx obpx pbfxc 7xfpb uo jbq? bap” is the first post using this cypher that post translates to: You did it now Gimme some money venmo is docworm ok but they posted something new. if you use the same website from before, it converts to “Thanks for playing how about round two this is a gays only event hettys need not apply“(first of all fuckin amazing) but then the link leads you to this picture which honestly idk what to do with, someone continue this. thanks for adding this!!!!! i started looking into it so if you brighten that image super high theres a link on the left side that link takes you to a freetexthost page with this vimeo link: https://vimeo.com/277172453 the way the camera focuses in this video is morse code and me and @bitchface—mcgee translated it to: tmdlrrecurring17 we have no idea what this means and we’re stuck, if someone knows what this could be pls add on !!!!! It’s still going y'all!!!! I might be wrong but I think y'all might’ve mistranslated the Morse code. It might say tumblr recurring17 WE GOT FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN DKCNFSLXKFNRMDCKFNDMXKCNXNFJSLSSJ The Old God that runs the internet Cannot believe this journey is back on my dash : postmarxed: emmersdrawberry: postmarxed: postmarxed: bitchface—mcgee: postmarxed: gaycholita: sickly-momo: postmarxed: gaycholita: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: moosers: wh………. Hey uh if you go to that blog And click that link The binary in the image from the blog post translates to the password you need here which gets you this And that url takes you here I don’t have any idea what the code on the t-shirt is supposed to be tho Okay it’s a decimal code that translates to tumblr godknowsnone? On that blog there’s like a captcha image and a long binary string. Stay tuned!! Okay that binary translates to ascii code Which then translates to this So when we log in to that email account There’s not much there except this vimeo link in the drafts folder The video is just 19 seconds of a very windy kind of woodsy area with a pond and a shortened url displayed over it so that link takes you to this youtube video and if you scroll down theres only one comment click on the user and they dont have any videos, but their about page has a link the link takes you to this freetexthost page, but im not sure what this text is code for “check it out then go way back” if you go way back to the original blog @nn17gkn “cbg juj uk fb? Ouppx obpx pbfxc 7xfpb uo jbq? bap” is the first post using this cypher that post translates to: You did it now Gimme some money venmo is docworm ok but they posted something new. if you use the same website from before, it converts to “Thanks for playing how about round two this is a gays only event hettys need not apply“(first of all fuckin amazing) but then the link leads you to this picture which honestly idk what to do with, someone continue this. thanks for adding this!!!!! i started looking into it so if you brighten that image super high theres a link on the left side that link takes you to a freetexthost page with this vimeo link: https://vimeo.com/277172453 the way the camera focuses in this video is morse code and me and @bitchface—mcgee translated it to: tmdlrrecurring17 we have no idea what this means and we’re stuck, if someone knows what this could be pls add on !!!!! It’s still going y'all!!!! I might be wrong but I think y'all might’ve mistranslated the Morse code. It might say tumblr recurring17 WE GOT FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN DKCNFSLXKFNRMDCKFNDMXKCNXNFJSLSSJ The Old God that runs the internet Cannot believe this journey is back on my dash
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feniczoroark: exphautaz: feniczoroark: the-little-birb-prince: feniczoroark: hammaria: primal-blaziken: iris-sempi: megapokemonxy: wendycorduroy: stepchildofthesun: Pokemnemonic i hate this comic because i saw it like 5 years ago and to this day this is still how i remember it Bugs trump Grass because that’s their environment. Confused about why Bug-Moves are super effective against Psychic. Bug, ghost, dark are strong against psychic because they are common fears/phobias ! (Yknow because Psychic….brains and all) Still don’t get why Ghost beats Ghost. But How does bug beat dark?????? Cicadas. They screm at the dark. I have no idea what a Cicada sounds or looks like they’re Nasty Fuck Asses that Scream and Eat Anything, they come out of the ground once ever 7 or so years and act like a plague, and they SCREAM ALL NIGHT Babies scream at nightThe drunks across the road scream at night and act like a plague The voice of self hate and stress screams in my head all night. I haven’t slept well in over 10 years.Amateurs. : feniczoroark: exphautaz: feniczoroark: the-little-birb-prince: feniczoroark: hammaria: primal-blaziken: iris-sempi: megapokemonxy: wendycorduroy: stepchildofthesun: Pokemnemonic i hate this comic because i saw it like 5 years ago and to this day this is still how i remember it Bugs trump Grass because that’s their environment. Confused about why Bug-Moves are super effective against Psychic. Bug, ghost, dark are strong against psychic because they are common fears/phobias ! (Yknow because Psychic….brains and all) Still don’t get why Ghost beats Ghost. But How does bug beat dark?????? Cicadas. They screm at the dark. I have no idea what a Cicada sounds or looks like they’re Nasty Fuck Asses that Scream and Eat Anything, they come out of the ground once ever 7 or so years and act like a plague, and they SCREAM ALL NIGHT Babies scream at nightThe drunks across the road scream at night and act like a plague The voice of self hate and stress screams in my head all night. I haven’t slept well in over 10 years.Amateurs.
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Understanding stack traces is an art: Justin Kaufman @JUSTINMKAUFMAN I remember when I first started coding, looking at stack traces like this thinking, "I'll never understand what this means." Ten years later, I still have no idea what it means. But look at me now! Justin Kaufman's iPhone 11 Pro Max Running NumberTwo on Justin Kaul man's iPhone 11 Pro Max Unity-Phone NumberTwo UnityGfuDeviceworker (35)) 3:CreateRenderPipeline NumberTwo:CreateRende rPipeline): 8x101c552e4 <+: Background JobWorker O (17 Bsckground JobWorker 1 (18) Background Job.Worker 2 (19 Background Job.Worker 3 (20 Background Job.Worker 4 (21) Background Job.Worker 5 (22) Background Job.Worker 6 (2 3 Background JobWorker 7 (24) Background Job.Worker 8 (25) Background Job.Worker 9 (26 Background JobWorker 10 (27) Beckground JebWerker 11 (28) Background Job.Worker 12 t29) x28, x27, Esp, 8-x601 x26, x25, sp, #ex10) x24, x23, [sp, ex28] 22, x21, sp, x303 x28, x19, tsp, aex48] x29, x3e, tsp, a0x50] x29, sp, #@x5e sp. sp, #0x368 x25, xe stp ex101c552e8 <4 8x101c552e0 48 stp ex101c552fe +12>: stp 8x181c55214 <+16 êx1eic552f8 +2>: 8x101c552fc +24? 8x181c55380 <+28>: i8x5e ;8x360 add sub ex101c55384<+32>: ex101c55388 <+36: x8, 6023 x8, [x8, sex2e0] 11 adrp ldr ex101c55310 <+44 13 ldr x8, [x8) x8. [x29, -8x581 x101c55318<+52 ex101e5531e <+563 x8, [x251 x8, ex181e553e4 x8, [x25, aex8) x8, x101c553e w8, tx25, 0x2a x8, [sp, #ex8] ax101e3fcfe 15 +2563 at puProgramsMetal.m ebz Background Job.Worker 13 (30) Background Job.Worker 14 C31) ex101c55320 +68>: ldr +256 at puProgramsMetal.mm 8x101c55324 <+6: cbz Background JobWorker 15 (32) ldrh 10 8x181c55328 +68>: 8x101c5532c +72 ex101c55330 +76 BatchDeleteObjects (33) Loading AsyneRead (34) UnityOfxDeviceWorker (35) 20 str : ::GetMe tal0fxDeviceCoret) at GfxDeviceMetal.mm:4101: 13 b1 21 w8, [x25, ex28 x9, [xe, #ex4818] x8, tx9, x8, 1sl #3] ldrt 22 ex101c55338 <+84): êxieic5533c +88> ex101c55340 t92> ex101c55344 96 0 lidb unnamed symbol267755 1dr 24 1db unnamed symbol2729ss. ldur x9, [x8, #exe x18, sp. #8x9 x9, [x1e, exff qe, [x8] 2 ldb unnamed symbol205133 -0x9f 26 13:CreateRenderPipeline) stur ex101c5534c <+184: ldr 4GetidkMTLRenderPipelineStat.. x101c55350 <+188>: qe. tsp, x198 NumberTwo) 29 str 15eCachedPipeline CommonDrawsetup) 7DrawBufferRangesPilatform UnityGfDevice Worker (35)) 3:CreateRenderPipeline 0 Metali Error areating papeline state (Sprites/Detauit) Compiler encounterea an anterna1 error (null)2019-11-16 20:19:56.831429-0808 NunberTwo[ 29135:2134922] [Coon] BSMachError: part see3; (os/kern) invalid 2019-11-16 20: 19:56.834555-0880 NumberTwo[29135: 2134922] Unbalanced calls too begin/end appearance transitions for <SplashScreenControler: ex11faa5c20 UnloadTime: 1. 472042 ms 8 non-virtual thunk to GhDeviceM capability Cexi4) "Unable to insert COPY SEND 9:DrawBuffersStereo 10 DrawBuffers) 11RunCommand ) 2819-11-16 28:20:07.208653-8800 NumberTwol29135: 2135846] Compiler failed to build request ing pipeline state (Brush/DiffuseDo ubleSided: RasterizationEnabled is false but the vertex 12 GDericeWorkerAutoreleaseP. Metal: Error shader"s return type is not void (null) Metal: Error ereating pipeline state (Brush/DiffuseDeublesided): RasterizationEnabled is false but the vertex shader's return type is not void (null) Met al: Failed to get shader entry point 2819-11-16 20:20:07.211619-e809 NumberTwo[29135: 2135946] Compiler failed to build request Metal: Error areating pipeline state (Brush/Special/igglyoraphiteDoublesided): output of type half4 is not compatible with a HTLPixelFormatInvalid color attachement (nul1) Metal: Failed to get shader entry point ze19-11-16 28: 20:17.247672-ee09 NumberTwo[29135: 2135046] Compiler failed to build request Metal: Error 13 RunExt0 14RunD 15Run@fxDeviceWorker ) 16 RunThreadWrapper) e 17 pthresd stsrt com.apple.CoreMotion.MotionThread... Loading PreloadManager (37) CleudJob.Worker O (40) Thread 42 comapple.NSURLConnectionloader.. Thread 44 pismatchino n p er e (Brush/Special/HypereolorDoublesided): Fragment input(s) user(TEXCOORD) output typets) or not written by vertex shader (null) 2019-11-16 28:20:17-252482-08ee NumberTwo[ 29135 :213se46] Compiler failed to build request Metali Errer creating pipeline state (Brush/Standardsinglesided): Frageent inputis) user(TEXCOORDO) mismatching vertex shader output typels) or not Written by vertex shader (null) (11db) Auto O Filter Fiter All Output 9:56 AM 17 Nov 19 Twitter for Mac Understanding stack traces is an art

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theghostofallexander: zodiacbaby: prominent-nipple: oh my gOD LMFAOOLL WHAAATT oh my god : Paris Hilton KA PA D.O.B. 1981-02-17 Soclalite Actor TV Personality MEAN 33% OK 10% NICE 67% Best known for: The Simple Life Hilton sex tape Paris Hilton's My New BFF SHARE YOUR STORY Stories Random Things My Step Sister Told Me Some random things told to me by my step sister who used to work for Paris: Paris has a room full of vintage radios from ww2 aircraft and the like. She restores them. There is always a smell of burning coming from the room. Nobody is allowed in. She has a telescope on a platform. My sister was often required to climb onto the roof with beef sandwiches and a flask of tea as Paris was up there looking at the sky. She also has 100's of notebooks full of numbers which somehow relate to what she sees through the telescope Behind closed doors Paris only wears pajamas which she gets delivered from the British store Marks and Spencers She doesn't come across as dim like she does when the cameras are around. She's very quiet. She bought my sister a playstation and some reindeer socks for Christmas Saved Me In Germany And Towed Me To A Garage My car broke down on an autobahn in Germany. Managed to coast to sort of layby thing with a burger van and toilets in it. I was in a bad state because I can't speak any German, my phone had no credit and I didn't have my breakdown details with me so I had no idea what to do. I unsuccessfully asked the guy in the burger van for help and he apparently didn't speak English so rather pathetically I started to cry. Then this big old American guy appeared and offered me a cup of tea in his motor home (it wasn't proper tea but that's besides the point). In the van was another guy and friggin Paris Hilton! I kid ye not. She was sweet and made me a sandwich and gave me a hug then proceeded to talk to me for 30mins about some old radio bits she'd bought in some show in Freidrichshafen. I didn't understand most of it. She said that when she wasn't working she liked to drive about Europe going to radio and air shows as if she put a hat on nobody ever recognised her. Then they towed me to a garage at about 40km per hour (scarey stuff on the autobahn). Oh yeah and she sat in my car and asked if it was ok before she smoked. theghostofallexander: zodiacbaby: prominent-nipple: oh my gOD LMFAOOLL WHAAATT oh my god
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undead-tealeaves: derpyslurpy-da-derp-master: simonsayssuckmytaint: catholicorprotestant: socialistexan: wynterroseskye: terrorfoster: gogomrbrown: Lovely. What a punch This is assault and illegal. He may spew nothing but bile but his right to free speech must be protected Ain’t nobody throwing him in prison, so his freedom of speech isn’t being violated. Also, learn what speech is exempt from it, like, for instance, fighting words. Words that by their very utterance inflict injury, and speech that incites an immediate breach of the peace, kind of like, yknow, saying you want to exterminate all of their kind of people. Basically, talk shit get hit is 100% protected. I swear people that yell about Freeze Peach have no idea what it means. If you provoke someone and then they act on that provication, then it’s on you, not them. Freedom of speech just means the government can’t tell you what to say.  Reblog to piss off a Nazi! Nazism is a call for genocide, a literal incitement to violence. That punch didnt start the fight but it did finish it. : ooo Verizon LTE 4:27 PM 22 mins Just watched a Nazi get knocked the fuck out undead-tealeaves: derpyslurpy-da-derp-master: simonsayssuckmytaint: catholicorprotestant: socialistexan: wynterroseskye: terrorfoster: gogomrbrown: Lovely. What a punch This is assault and illegal. He may spew nothing but bile but his right to free speech must be protected Ain’t nobody throwing him in prison, so his freedom of speech isn’t being violated. Also, learn what speech is exempt from it, like, for instance, fighting words. Words that by their very utterance inflict injury, and speech that incites an immediate breach of the peace, kind of like, yknow, saying you want to exterminate all of their kind of people. Basically, talk shit get hit is 100% protected. I swear people that yell about Freeze Peach have no idea what it means. If you provoke someone and then they act on that provication, then it’s on you, not them. Freedom of speech just means the government can’t tell you what to say.  Reblog to piss off a Nazi! Nazism is a call for genocide, a literal incitement to violence. That punch didnt start the fight but it did finish it.
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