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me hiding away from my rabbit because I saw this from her

On a fucking four year old?

Source: Defence for children international - Palestine.

Israeli occupation forces unleashed a military attack dog on a four-year-old Palestinian boy in the northern occupied West Bank this week.

The incident occurred during an arrest operation in Balata refugee camp near Nablus on February 4. The dog was unleashed into the Hashash family apartment, attacking 4-year-old Ibrahim Hashash after knocking him from his mother’s arms.

The dog tore his clothes and bit him repeatedly, causing profuse bleeding for about three minutes until Israeli forces intervened.

Ibrahim has been taken to Rafidia Hospital in Nablus, where he’s expected to receive plastic surgery to repair his injuries.

“Israeli forces routinely show complete disregard, and often contempt, for Palestinian children’s lives and safety. In a hyper-militarized environment where systemic impunity is the norm, kids like Ibrahim will increasingly be targets,” said Ayed Abu Eqtaish, accountability program director at DCIP.

Israeli forces systematically use military dogs to attack Palestinian civilians, including children, during military incursions into Palestinian cities and towns.

I just want to add, what could a child seriously do to the heavily armed soldiers in the West bank?? They're just doing this to fulfill sick and twisted fantasies and horrors.

“i hope you get everything you’ve ever wanted and i don’t hear a thing about it” no i hope you lose everything you’ve ever had and i DO hear a thing about it

Real quick, if Johnny Depp doesn't appear in the new POTC films, I hope they fail spectacularly. Fuck you, Disney!

WARD CAN GO SUCK A FAT ONE. HE PISSED ME THE FUCK OFF. I HATE THAT MOTHERFUCKER. HE HAS MENTAL ISSUES ISTG.

What Do You Believe In?

I never really knew if the earth went around the moon or the sun around the earth, but I still went to church when you asked me to. I still held hands and prayed with you even though I had questions about your prayers and your God and your Heaven and the stares I used to see your momma give to the Reverend when he sang hallelujah. But I never questioned your truth. I admired you for the fact that you could believe in something so blindly without ever needing proof, and that was enough to make me believe in us. I believed in love.

They say God is love so I thought my love was your truth, and I made sure I loved you exactly how you asked me to. On Sunday mornings at 8:00 am so we could get an early start on repentance for the sins we committed the night before. I was never sure what you prayed for, but I went through the motions with you even though all my prayers were ignored. I prayed for us.

I even turned my back on my own Catholic Jesus to pray to yours, despite the fact he and I still had some unresolved issues between us.

You shunned my philosophy. I held your hand as we believed in all your contradictions and hypocrisy.

You prayed for everything but us. You believed in everything but me.

I never had a religion, but I believed in you and you let me down. So what do I believe in now?