Julia Murphy @Julesthesmurph

this is the worst week ever to be a gay theatre kid

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THEY GOT TIM CURRY OH FUCK OFF

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at myself] it's over.

what my brain whispers to me when my life is going to shit

wearing a puffy coat + tote bag falling off of my shoulder + i’m at the eaton centre

one of the best character entrances ever.

cinesthetic. @TheCinesthetic

a year ago

What’s a film you rewatch just for one specific scene?

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you have to let yourself be a weird woman or you will not survive

One of my favorite things i remember about zara larsson was when she said this about sex work and didn’t backtrack despite many people trying to demonize her for it (she’s 100% valid)

nerea @rightzara

4 years ago

couldn't be said any better!!! thank you @zaralarsson for speaking it out, this is very important

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Why is no one raaaaaptured

good example of “Catholic Brain”: being a nonbelieving atheist who was raised Catholic, seeing people fretting about “the rapture,” and having a little voice in your head that instinctively scoffs “you’re not even real Christians.”

why the FUCK CAN I NOT ADD THE GLEE VERSIONS TO MY INSTAGRAM STORIES

me taking pictures of random shit to start gathering material for my monthly instagram photo dump x.com/jennytheleo/st…

That was just one bullet. For context, again, Hind Rajab’s car was shot at 355 times by Israel. Hind was 6. Charlie was 32.

If you want people to have kind words when you pass, you should say kind words when you’re alive

just found out i’m chopped and also unc

just saw that a teenage boy living in a tent among rubble was killed trying to catch a box of flour that came falling out of the sky. maybe i should listen to a new york times podcast where people debate the definition of genocide

So it turns out time makes you bolder, even children get older, & I’m getting older too

This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings. Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabalia refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (Al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final. I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification—so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half. I entrust you with Palestine—the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls. I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland. I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed. I entrust you with my dear son Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission. I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards. I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend—patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith. I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty. If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting. O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it. Do not forget Gaza… And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance. Anas Jamal Al-Sharif 06.04.2025 This is what our beloved Anas requested to be published upon his martyrdom.