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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
spookyquiver
spookyquiver

I just can’t get over the fact that Lan Wangji secretly composed a love song dedicated to Wei Wuxian and sang it for him while Wei Wuxian was on the brink of death.

AND THEN, after Wei Wuxian actually dies, Lan Wangji waits for him for over a decade, finally he is resurrected, and he unintentionally plays the same song on his flute and Lan Wangji hears him playing the song and begins internally screaming because he realizes his soulmate has finally come back to him 😭😭😭

and AND, Lan Wangji, being the biggest dork that he is, fucking named the song WANGXIAN

zarakem
dramatic-dolphin

why do americans think everyone on the internet lives in the same place as them. just saw someone say honeybees are "not native". not native to where????? the entire planet?????

dramatic-dolphin

saw a photo of garlic mustard somewhere on the internet once and americans in the comments were like "fun fact this plant is invasive so you should definitely tear out any you see, WITH THE ROOTS so it won't spread!" whole fucking time i'm living in garlic mustard native range. i don't think i will be doing that.

queerautism

This drives me absolutely up the wall in r/birdfeeding. Every time there's a picture of a house sparrow, the entire comments are filled with americans talking about them being invasive and how they should be basically killed on sight. But often OP has not provided a location, and house sparrows have a HUGE native range. Here in the UK they're not only native birds, they're on the decline, they need our help and protection.

rosettyller
excelsjor

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Re-watching Doctor Who: The Parting of the Ways (Series 01, Episode 13)

The TARDIS can never return for me. Emergency Program One means I’m facing an enemy that should never get their hands on this machine. So this is what you should do: let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it, no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years the world will move on and the box will be buried. And if you want to remember me, then you can do one thing. That’s all. One thing… Have a good life. Do that for me, Rose. Have a fantastic life.