🔥 25+ Best Memes About Am I

am i: alithiasigma: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, GOOGLE?I know for a FACT that this video wasn’t a scam. Talented black artists contributed to it, approved of it, made it possible. The funds in the fundraiser went (and still go to) the NAACP (National Association for the Advancement of Colored People). Is this post even going to show up on anyone’s dashboards? Am I going to get censored for speaking up about this? How many people have already seen what is going on and said something about it, only for their post to be taken down? This is the world we live in. This is the current internet climate. Net neutrality is gone, Trump is American’s president, and Jeff Bezos rules the market. Black people can’t even post their own art on Youtube as a fundraiser now. Silenced for attempting to provide a way to save the lives of their families, their friends, their communities. IS ANYONE SEEING THIS? BLACK PEOPLE ARE BEING DENIED THE RIGHT TO SPEAK.BLACK PEOPLE ARE BEING DENIED THE RIGHT TO LIVE.If you can reblog funny cat videos or dumb memes, you can reblog this. Donate to those suffering, donate to those who cannot speak, and call Google the fuck out for their bullshit.

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am i: Am I the only one?

Am I the only one?

am i: Am I Doing It Right?

Am I Doing It Right?

am i: My wife doesn’t understand why I laugh at the dog. Am I the only one that sees it?

My wife doesn’t understand why I laugh at the dog. Am I the only one that sees it?

am i: My wife doesn’t understand why I laugh at the dog. Am I the only one that sees it?

My wife doesn’t understand why I laugh at the dog. Am I the only one that sees it?

am i: awesomacious: Am I right or am I right?

awesomacious: Am I right or am I right?

am i: am i a joke to you?

am i a joke to you?

am i: Why am I not surprised at this in 2020🤦🏽‍♀️ by chuckles2much MORE MEMES

Why am I not surprised at this in 2020🤦🏽‍♀️ by chuckles2much MORE MEMES

am i: Not unless your here by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

Not unless your here by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

am i: Never gonna give her up by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

Never gonna give her up by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

am i: am I wrong?

am I wrong?

am i: johnnypenis: specialmouse: chadzia: portentsofwoe: i dont care me when i get a notification: what am I even supposed to do Finish the job

johnnypenis: specialmouse: chadzia: portentsofwoe: i dont care me when i get a notification: what am I even supposed to do F...

am i: Oh no where screwed by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

Oh no where screwed by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

am i: This his how you know we won’t survive by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

This his how you know we won’t survive by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

am i: bscully: xburn0ut: moxperidot: anafenza: humming-bird-moth: discoursestorm: connyhascontrol: I’m kinkshaming all of Germany Is it better or worse if I tell y'all that “Nüsse” means “nuts” Dicke means Fat or Thick this post only gets worse super dickman’s thick nuts Why am I laughing so hard Same energy (oc)

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am i: Yes indeed by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

Yes indeed by why_am_i_here— MORE MEMES

am i: Am I doing this right?

Am I doing this right?

am i: Third world country problems am I right? by deannathedford MORE MEMES

Third world country problems am I right? by deannathedford MORE MEMES

am i: Third world country problems am I right?

Third world country problems am I right?

am i: Am I doing this right?

Am I doing this right?

am i: Am I the only person who did this in first grade?

Am I the only person who did this in first grade?

am i: Am I only the only one who thinks this “meme” is BS? Like ywd she be a class.

Am I only the only one who thinks this “meme” is BS? Like ywd she be a class.

am i: ruxiecat121: love-buckybarnes: A group of people were traveling in a boat. One of them took a drill and began to drill a hole beneath himself. His companions said to him: “Why are you doing this?” Replied the man: “What concern is it of yours? Am I not drilling under my own place?” Said they to him: “But you will flood the boat for us all!” (Quoted in Midrash Rabbah, Vayikra 4:6). It’s basically saying how one person’s action has a ripple affect of other people, much like the domino effect, one bad deed will affect many lives in a negative way. There’s a saying I learned a long time ago as a child. I didn’t understand it as well then as I do now.“Your freedom to swing your arm stops the moment your arm hits my face.”

ruxiecat121: love-buckybarnes: A group of people were traveling in a boat. One of them took a drill and began to drill a hole beneath...

am i: Why am I

Why am I

am i: Am i the only one doing this.

Am i the only one doing this.

am i: Am I not Ig-model-enough to understand this?

Am I not Ig-model-enough to understand this?

am i: Am I right or am I right? by locusdude69420 MORE MEMES

Am I right or am I right? by locusdude69420 MORE MEMES

am i: Am I right or am I right?

Am I right or am I right?

am i: Am I doing it right?

Am I doing it right?

am i: Am I Mother Nature?

Am I Mother Nature?

am i: Am I Mother Nature?

Am I Mother Nature?

am i: First time on Tinder. Am I doing it right?

First time on Tinder. Am I doing it right?

am i: Am I the only one?

Am I the only one?

am i: ding-dong-the-bitch-is-dead: ayalaatreides: professor-maple-mod: phoenix-phoenix: stuckinremission: “Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree?“ Holy shit this fucking super power. The avengers did Quicksilver WRONG. Holy shit The brilliant thing about this isn’t just the CGI, it’s the clever little touches of humor– mussing the boy’s hair, saving the goldfish, drinking the soda can, the moonwalk, lining up the dart with the dartboard. I notice new details every time I see this clip. You can watch this scene with zero context and still fully enjoy it. You don’t need to know who he is or who he’s saving or why. There’s a guy who runs real fast and he’s saving people from an explosion, and he’s having a blast with it, and that’s all you need to know. It’s entertaining and fully comprehensible even if you know nothing about the movie. That’s damn good filmmaking. @theproblemkyd @blackkatmagic My favorite Live Action Quicksilver! I love Evan Peters! I just,,,, the fact that it’s fast until he shows up, then it slows down, then speeds up as soon as he leaves? And the fact that nothing actually stops moving, you can see everything still going on around him, rather than being so slow any movement is imperceptible so it just kind of looks like he’s frozen time or whatever? The fact that it shows how he can manipulate physics and stuff when he’s going so fast, like using floorboards that are being blown apart as stepping stones to a girl in the stairs? All of it is just so good I love this scene so goddamn much

ding-dong-the-bitch-is-dead: ayalaatreides: professor-maple-mod: phoenix-phoenix: stuckinremission: “Sweet dreams are made of this. W...

am i: ding-dong-the-bitch-is-dead: ayalaatreides: professor-maple-mod: phoenix-phoenix: stuckinremission: “Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree?“ Holy shit this fucking super power. The avengers did Quicksilver WRONG. Holy shit The brilliant thing about this isn’t just the CGI, it’s the clever little touches of humor– mussing the boy’s hair, saving the goldfish, drinking the soda can, the moonwalk, lining up the dart with the dartboard. I notice new details every time I see this clip. You can watch this scene with zero context and still fully enjoy it. You don’t need to know who he is or who he’s saving or why. There’s a guy who runs real fast and he’s saving people from an explosion, and he’s having a blast with it, and that’s all you need to know. It’s entertaining and fully comprehensible even if you know nothing about the movie. That’s damn good filmmaking. @theproblemkyd @blackkatmagic My favorite Live Action Quicksilver! I love Evan Peters!

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am i: I mean am I wrong? by Samerdown MORE MEMES

I mean am I wrong? by Samerdown MORE MEMES

am i: Am I the only one?

Am I the only one?

am i: What am i supposed to do now… by KLASHINOV MORE MEMES

What am i supposed to do now… by KLASHINOV MORE MEMES

am i: What am i supposed to do now…

What am i supposed to do now…

am i: Shark : am I a joke to you? by XxANONYMOUS_SniperXx MORE MEMES

Shark : am I a joke to you? by XxANONYMOUS_SniperXx MORE MEMES

am i: Am i doing this right?

Am i doing this right?

am i: Canadians am I right, eh?

Canadians am I right, eh?

am i: Canadians am I right, eh? by mariusiv MORE MEMES

Canadians am I right, eh? by mariusiv MORE MEMES

am i: Am I doing this right?

Am I doing this right?

am i: Why am I only just hearing about this masterpiece?

Why am I only just hearing about this masterpiece?

am i: speremint: why am i allowed to draw

speremint: why am i allowed to draw

am i: speremint:why am i allowed to draw

speremint:why am i allowed to draw

am i: Am I doing this right

Am I doing this right

am i: Who am I

Who am I

am i: cereusblue: unnameablethings: dragonsateyourtoast: redporkpadthai: dragonsateyourtoast: otherwindow: otherwindow: This is how the golden age of piracy ended. The first mermaid to get tattoos :) “we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?” “kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes. “we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.” “i know.” x “daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.” her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her. “daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor. “don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing. x “father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?” “your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.” she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says. x “why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam. “we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.” she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family. “it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.” x her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.” the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass. “why not?” the mermaid asks. “he’ll win,” the first mate says. the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks. x the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her. “don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.” x the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape. “let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.” they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her. she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings. the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone. x she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea. x “you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her. she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise. “i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.” the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. “we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either. “i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time. “guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.” “without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?” “i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?” “of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.” x the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid. “you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock. the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy. “they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.” “and now?” “they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?” the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.” She protects her family. Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817 That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there! HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER

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