day of freedom

It is July the 4th.

I hear explosions outside.

I stand up from my bed.

I walk towards my window.

I look to the sky.

I see fireworks launched by my neighbors.

I open the window.

My neighbors are singing the Star Spangled Banner.

In their garden, little American flags in their hands.

You don’t see anything weird, do you ?

Well I’ll tell you.

I’m french.

And I’m in fucking France right now.

Aaaand I’m back after a century of inactivity. Here’s a quick fan art of Hana eating some Cup Noodles. 

Now, watch as I leave for another decade. 

do people still read tags?

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Fuck thanksgiving, fuck animal crossing and fuck my soul Mr robot.

OUR INTERNET IS AT STAKE.

Say goodbye to tumblr, say goodbye to free YouTube, say goodbye to Facebook, say goodbye to snapchat and wattpad.

Say goodbye to reading fanfics late at night, say goodbye to writing song lyrics online. Say goodbye to using Google to look up your answers for homework and tests.

Say goodbye to the fucking free internet my fellow Americans because Net Neutrality is falling down around us.

(Check out my blog for more info on how to save it and how foreigners can help to.)

I’ve been waiting to post this for ages so it could go up with the chapter it’s from and AT LAST!!! Happy Friday the 13th! (at least it is for me here)

My 2nd commissioned piece from @bev-nap who is a literal goddess among mortals. Look at this. Look at my grumpy son, isn’t he gorgeous?! I’m still squealing internally and externally over this and I don’t think I’ll be done anytime soon ^_^

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It is the Soldier, not the minister
Who has given us freedom of religion.

It is the Soldier, not the reporter
Who has given us freedom of the press.

It is the Soldier, not the poet
Who has given us freedom of speech.

It is the Soldier, not the campus organizer
Who has given us freedom to protest.

It is the Soldier, not the lawyer
Who has given us the right to a fair trial.

It is the Soldier, not the politician
Who has given us the right to vote.

It is the Soldier who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protester to burn the flag.

- Charles M. Province

Something happened 63 years ago that’s haunted me my entire life. I’ve never told anyone about it—until now

Story by reddit user  Sergeant_Darwin

It’s official: I’m an old man.

For the last couple years, I’ve comforted myself by saying I’m in my “early 70s,” but math is simple and unforgiving. Today is my 75th birthday, and God, the years do fly.

I’m not here for your well wishes; this is hardly a milestone I’m excited about. I’m glad to still be here, of course, but I find I have less and less to live for with every passing year. My bones ache, my kids live far away, and the other side of my bed has been empty for just over eight months now. In fact, once I cast my vote against that goddamned Trump this November, I may have nothing to live for at all.

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