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Chechnya, Russian Federation
I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.

It's just something I can't understand.
I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.

It's just something I can't understand.
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There is something beyond freedom that people need: work, love, belief in something, commitment to something. Freedom is not enough. It's necessary but not sufficient. It's what you do with freedom — what you give it up for — that matters.

Lev Grossman, Time Magazine, August 12 2010.

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GAY BODYBUILDER 27 Oct, 2024 @ 11:35am 
soy as ♥♥♥♥
вајпер⁴³⁰⁸ 26 Aug, 2024 @ 4:36pm 
I can't tell you how

I knew - but I did know that I had crossed

The border. Everything I loved was lost

But no aorta could report regret.

A sun of rubber was convulsed and set;

And blood-black nothingness began to spin

A system of cells interlinked within

Cells interlinked within cells interlinked

Within one stem. And dreadfully distinct

Against the dark, a tall white fountain played.
phd in massenomics 21 Jul, 2024 @ 1:50am 
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⣿⣿⡿  ⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿   ⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦   ⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿   ⣿⣿⣿    ⢃⣤  ⢿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿   ⢸⣿⡟    ⢹⣿⣧   ⣿⣿
⣿⣿⡆    ⡅    ⣸⣿    ⢸⣿
⣿⣿⣿               ⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿            ⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿           ⣾⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡇         ⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡇       ⢰⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿       ⢸⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿        ⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿         ⢹⣿
⣿⣿           ⣿
⣿⡟          ⢸⣿
phd in massenomics 24 Apr, 2024 @ 4:35am 
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣉⡥ ⢶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣆   ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢡⡞         ⣿ ⢻⣦⡈ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇ ⡁ ⢀⣀⣀⣀⣈⣁⣐⡒ ⢤⡈ ⢿⡄ ⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇ ⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣄   ⡈⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿  ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿ ⢈⣿⡄ ⢀⣀ ⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿ ⣡⣶⣶⣬⣭⣥⣴ ⣾⣿⣿⣿⣶⣾⣿⣧ ⣼⣿⣷⣌⡻⢿⣿
⣿⣿ ⣋⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷ ⢻
⡏ ⢾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿ ⢂⣭⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿    ⢉⣉ ⣴⣾
⣿⣷⣦⣬⣍⣉⣉⣛⣛⣉ ⣤⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⡘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
wayfarer 18 Apr, 2024 @ 6:39pm 
coal
вајпер⁴³⁰⁸ 25 Mar, 2024 @ 12:38pm 
Feels like I'm standing on the outside
Looking in
And I know this body's not mine
To begin with
I wish that I could crawl out
My skin
And see the world
And I promise this is the last time
I admit it
These days just seem to pass by
In a minute
A pistol and a small town
We've seen it all before
And I just wish I could go outside
Without this fear of harm
And I should probably see a counselor
Cause I don't feel too well
And why am I always the bad guy
When I'm just trying to help
This body means nothing to me
At all