>Teenage Islamist 'poster girl' who fled Austria to join ISIS 'is beaten to death by the terror group after trying to escape from Syria'
>Samra Kesinovic, 17, and Sabina Selimovic, 16 ,disappeared in April 2014
>They appeared on social networking sites brandishing Kalashnikov rifles
>UN said one girl, believed to be Sabina was killed last December in fighting
>Now reports suggest Samra was found trying to flee Raqqa and killed
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3331846/Teenage-Islamist-poster-girl-fled-Austria-join-ISIS-beaten-death-terror-group-trying-escape-Syria.html
play stupid games
>>56603236
Stop calling her "Austrian girl" please, she's a 100% Albanian kebab.
>>56603236
Burn the Oil, end in the soil.
>>56603566
>she's was a 100% Albanian kebab.
fx'd
They reaped what they sowed.
>>56603236
Typically, losing a young woman in such a way would be a tragedy.
But fucking people need to learn
You reap what you fucking sew
>>56603236
stupid hoe
>>56603888
>You reap what you fucking sew
>sew
>sew
>sew
>sew
lol u wut m8
>>56603888
>woman
>wo man
>man
>albanian
>man
>>56603566
>>56603756
Bosnian muslim kebab*
>>56603236
would be nice if every single one of these radical subhumans in europe would respond to the call by isis and join them
>>56603888
trips for sew
top lol my friend
>>56603236
She was a qt 3.14 I´d jihad her vagina
>>56603236
>Mudslimes getting killed joining ISIS.
Is this news?
>>56603236
>Nothing of worth is lost
>>56603236
>Austrian
>>56603236
>omg liek i totes know how to get my dad to pay attention to me sabrina
>>56603566
Theyre both Bosnian you idiot, even the Imam that told them to was Bosnian.
>>56603236
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
fucking women
>>56603485
win stupid prizes
>>56603236
She was hot af, too bad.
>>56605397
compared to jews, yeah
>>56605492
>says united kingdom
May her tight ass rest in peace :(
>>56605679
nothing personell, kid
>>56603236
i feel deeply satisfied to be honest.
it feels like jesus himself holding me tight and telling me that everything will be okay.
russian jet
http://multiresim.com/image/ph8
:))
>>56603236
this is what happens when your men lose their dignity to emus
>>56605705
No way that ass was not blown out shortly after moving there.
>>56603236
Good !
>>56605108
Yes it is.
>>56603236
Good riddance Albanian scum
>>56603236
>>56603485
>>56603756
>>56603888
>>56604157
stop arming terrorists
>>56605918
She was probably passed about more often than a bunch of ten year old boys who spent their savings on a joint.
>>56606025
>in the loo
Not Indian
>>56603236
nothing of value was lost
>>56606200
At 16 she was a kid. At 17, she was a woman and knew more about true Islam than most people in the west every will, the cost of the lesson was her life. I think something was lost, our concern for our young when we forget they're making decisions based on what our society is teaching them to be true, even when it's not.
Islam is peace.
Race doesn't matter.
Whites are racism and it matters.
And so on.
>>56607032
ever will^
racist and it matters^
Ignore my phone and inability to check my post.
>>56603236
I wonder how many times she took it in the ass before she died. RIP.
>>56607032
At 16 she was a kid. At 17, she was passed around and raped for a few months until he friend got sent to allah. Then she kept getting raped and wanted out which prompted her rapists to then stone her.
>>56607032
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXVQBiqZk8o
worth a watch
Are there walls around Raqqa or something?
>>56605052
Shw must've provided a lot of entertainment to the Isis dudes over there :v
>>56607586
bump for must watch
>>56607489
...Yes, exactly. That's what will turn you in to a women, far from the ideal of adulthood.
>>56607586
I'm only part way through but it's interesting how this will be ignored by Muslim apologists, denounced by Muslims and defended by lefties who have no idea why they're even defending an ideology that goes against leftism. More women need to speak out, because the masses don't listen to men, believing their pushing some kind of agenda and people are automatically suspicious of them. Thanks for the link.
>>56608065
>>56608113
thanks
yeah, they are willfully stupid, what can we do?
>>56603236
JUSTICE
she's hot as fuck, why the fuck did she do it
>>56603236
[laughing]
>>56603888
and trips
>>56608221
My honest thoughts would get me put on a list of suspected potential terrorists, ironically. I prefer to call it a preemptive strike.
>>56608417
your already on it kekmaster
what are you calling a preeemptive trike?
>>56603236
BURN THE OIL, FEEL THE RECOIL
>>56608417
She was allegedly pregnant by the way
>partial kebabs bail to join isis
>join isis successfully
>one is killed by isis probably for talking
>one tries to escape her fantasyland and dies
lel girls are fucking stupid
>>56603888
Don't feel bad. Mistakes like that are a diamond dozen.
>>56608550
oil ... oil
nice rhyming you abbo bogan reatrd cunt, step it up, we expect moar from barbiemasters
shamefru dispray
>>56608959
>implying most rhymes aren't spelled with the same letters
>>56609104
really?
read some pre american poets, I know you lot are fucking kucked by gangster rape these days...
here is one
AT Runnymede, at Runnymede
What say the reeds at Runnymede?
The lissom reeds that give and take,
That bend so far, but never break,
They keep the sleepy Thames awake
With tales of John at Runnymede.
At Runnymede, at Runnymede,
Oh, hear the reeds at Runnymede:--
"You mustn't sell, delay, deny,
A freeman's right or liberty.
It makes the stubborn Englishry,
We saw 'em roused at Runnymede!
"When through our ranks the Barons came,
With little thought of praise or blame,
But resolute to play the game,
They lumbered up to Runnymede;
And there they launched in solid time
The first attack on Right Divine--
The curt, uncompromising 'Sign!'
That settled John at Runnymede.
"At Runnymede, at Runnymede,
Your rights were won at Runnymede!
No freeman shall be fined or bound,
Or dispossessed of freehold ground,
Except by lawful judgment found
And passed upon him by his peers.
Forget not, after all these years,
The Charter Signed at Runnymede."
And still when Mob or Monarch lays
Too rude a hand on English ways,
The whisper wakes, the shudder plays,
Across the reeds at Runnymede.
And Thames, that knows the moods of kings,
And crowds and priests and suchlike things,
Rolls deep and dreadful as he brings
Their warning down from Runnymede!
>>56608959
man van lan stan plan can tan
>>56608959
fuck off ya poofter
>>56603236
One less piece of human filth.
>>56609380
you can keep your dr dre and emineym
>>56603566
>not recognizing bosnian names
>>56609424
for you, fellow anglo brother of enhanced shitposting ability
It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late,
With long arrears to make good,
When the Saxon began to hate.
They were not easily moved,
They were icy -- willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the Saxon began to hate.
Their voices were even and low.
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd.
It was not taught by the state.
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not suddently bred.
It will not swiftly abate.
Through the chilled years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate.
>>56608789
Kebab rape baby
Im sure she knew what she was doing
>>56609380
>>56609424
>Forget not, after all these years,
The Charter Signed at Runnymede."
remember you're common law bretherin
>>56606066
stop defending kebab
>>56603236
less for us to remove desu senpai
>>56603236
Good, glad they're dead, stupid cunts.
I wonder how they kill young girls like that and how do they dispose of the bodies. They obviously don't get a proper burial since they betray the religion of peace and love and Im guessing pretty ladies are in short supply over there so that's a scary thought right there.
Now this is the cup the White Men drink
When they go to right a wrong,
And that is the cup of the old world's hate —
Cruel and stained and strong.
We have drunk that cup — and a bitter, bitter cup —
And tossed the dregs away.
But well for the world when the White Men drink
To the dawn of the White Man's day!
Now this is the road that the White Men tread
When they go to clean a land —
Iron underfoot and levin overhead
And the deep on either hand.
We have trod that road — and a wet and windy road —
Our chosen star for guide.
Oh, well for the world when the White Men tread
Their highway side by side!
Now, this is the faith that the White Men hold
When they build their homes afar —
"Freedom for ourselves and freedom for our sons
And, failing freedom, War."
We have proved our faith — bear witness to our faith,
Dear souls of freemen slain!
Oh, well for the world when the White Men join
To prove their faith again!
>>56603236
Best news I've heard all day
>>56607032
>Islam is peace
Muhammad participated in over 100 military expeditions to spread this peace
>read the Qu'ran and the ahadith and find that all the violence in the Middle East IS in fact a result of Islam
>try to teach people that Islam is a violent religion
>get called an ignorant bigot by people who can't read Arabic and don't even know what a hadith is
I just don't know anymore, guys. People are generally just like this dumb girl. The blind are leading the blind and calling the people with eyes crazy.
>>56603566
If all kebabs were like that i could become leftist
>>56610433
Most people are stupid. I try and articulate it and people act like they can't understand. Except I don't think its a act at this point.
Take up the White Man's burden, Send forth the best ye breed
Go bind your sons to exile, to serve your captives' need;
To wait in heavy harness, On fluttered folk and wild—
Your new-caught, sullen peoples, Half-devil and half-child.
Take up the White Man's burden, In patience to abide,
To veil the threat of terror And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple, An hundred times made plain
To seek another's profit, And work another's gain.
Take up the White Man's burden, The savage wars of peace—
Fill full the mouth of Famine And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest The end for others sought,
Watch sloth and heathen Folly Bring all your hopes to nought.
Take up the White Man's burden, No tawdry rule of kings,
But toil of serf and sweeper, The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter, The roads ye shall not tread,
Go mark[14] them with your living, And mark them with your dead.
Take up the White Man's burden And reap his old reward:
The blame of those ye better, The hate of those ye guard—
The cry of hosts ye humour (Ah, slowly!) toward the light:—
"Why brought he us from bondage, Our loved Egyptian night?"
Take up the White Man's burden, Ye dare not stoop to less—
Nor call too loud on Freedom To cloke your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper, By all ye leave or do,
The silent, sullen peoples Shall weigh your gods and you.
Take up the White Man's burden, Have done with childish days—
The lightly proferred laurel, The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood, through all the thankless years
Cold, edged with dear-bought wisdom, The judgment of your peers!
>>56610433
check out nuruna
>>56610966
might be muruna, actually, oops
I'm very low energy tonight
>>56603236
Shame that's there's no video our pictures of it happening.
>>56603236
I hope she got some good dick from dozen of the fighters before they enriched her with their Islamic vibrancy.
The Stranger within my gate,
He may be true or kind,
But he does not talk my talk--
I cannot feel his mind.
I see the face and the eyes and the mouth,
But not the soul behind.
The men of my own stock,
They may do ill or well,
But they tell the lies I am wanted to,
They are used to the lies I tell;
And we do not need interpreters
When we go to buy or sell.
The Stranger within my gates,
He may be evil or good,
But I cannot tell what powers control--
What reasons sway his mood;
Nor when the Gods of his far-off land
Shall repossess his blood.
The men of my own stock,
Bitter bad they may be,
But, at least, they hear the things I hear,
And see the things I see;
And whatever I think of them and their likes
They think of the likes of me.
This was my father's belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf--
And the grapes be all one vine,
Ere our children's teeth are set on edge
By bitter bread and wine.
The moment you become a muslim, you cease being white.
How many times was she raped before they killed her?
LAND of our Birth, we pledge to thee
Our love and toil in the years to be;
When we are grown and take our place
As men and women with our race.
Father in Heaven who lovest all,
Oh, help Thy children when they call;
That they may build from age to age
An undefiled heritage.
Teach us to bear the yoke in youth,
With steadfastness and careful truth;
That, in our time, Thy Grace may give
The Truth whereby the Nations live.
Teach us to rule ourselves alway,
Controlled and cleanly night and day;
That we may bring, if need arise,
No maimed or worthless sacrifice.
Teach us to look in all our ends
On Thee for judge, and not our friends;
That we, with Thee, may walk uncowed
By fear or favour of the crowd.
Teach us the Strength that cannot seek,
By deed or thought, to hurt the weak;
That, under Thee, we may possess
Man's strength to comfort man's distress.
Teach us Delight in simple things,
And Mirth that has no bitter springs;
Forgiveness free of evil done,
And Love to all men 'neath the sun!
Land of our Birth, our faith, our pride,
For whose dear sake our fathers died;
Oh, Motherland, we pledge to thee
Head, heart and hand through the years to be!
Holy fak I would have imprengnated that teen ass why'd she have to do die
>>56612168
Austria men weren't manly enough for her.
When first by Eden Tree,
The Four Great Rivers ran,
To each was appointed a Man
Her Prince and Ruler to be.
But after this was ordained,
(The ancient legends tell),
There came dark Israel,
For whom no River remained.
Then He Whom the Rivers obey
Said to him: "Fling on the ground
A handful of yellow clay,
And a Fifth Great River shall run,
Mightier than these Four,
In secret the Earth around;
And Her secret evermore,
Shall be shown to thee and thy Race."
So it was said and done.
And, deep in the veins of Earth,
And, fed by a thousand springs
That comfort the market-place,
Or sap the power of Kings,
The Fifth Great River had birth,
Even as it was foretold
The Secret River of Gold!
And Israel laid down
His sceptre and his crown,
To brood on that River bank,
Where the waters flashed and sank,
And burrowed in earth and fell,
And bided a season below,
For reason that none might know,
Save only Israel.
He is Lord of the Last --
The Fifth, most wonderful, Flood.
He hears Her thunder past
And Her Song is in his blood.
He can foresay: "She will fall,"
For he knows which fountain dries
Behind which desert-belt
A thousand leagues to the South.
He can foresay: "She will rise."
He knows what far snows melt
Along what mountain-wall
A thousand leagues to the North.
He snuffs the coming drouth
As he snuffs the coming rain.
He knows what each will bring forth,
And turns it to his gain.
A ruler without a Throne,
A Prince without a Sword,
Israel follows his quest.
In every land a guest,
Of many lands a lord,
In no land King is he.
But the Fifth Great River keeps
The secret of Her deeps
For Israel alone,
As it was ordered to be.
If only all fantasizing SJW faggots like this dumb bitch did the same thing like her.
>>56612022
and after
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim,
If you meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son!
>>56610433
This, a bunch of western teenaged Muslims think they know more about Islam than the leader of ISIS even though he has a BA, MA and PhD in Islamic studies.
>>56603566
Agree, but they weren't albanians, but bosniaks.
>>56612532
It's up to you guys to use your media connections to make emigration the next cool thing so you can get all the sjws in one place and bomb them.
Securely, after days
Unnumbered, I behold
Kings mourn that promised praise
Their cheating bars foretold.
Of earth-constructing Wars,
Of Princes passed in chains,
Of deeds out-shining stars,
No word or voice remains.
Yet furthest times receive,
And to fresh praise restore,
Mere breath of flutes at eve,
Mere seaweed on the shore.
A smoke of sacrifice;
A chosen myrtle-wreath;
An harlot's altered eyes;
A rage 'gainst love or death;
Glazed snow beneath the moon --
The surge of storm-bowed trees--
The Caesars perished soon,
And Rome Herself: But these
Endure while Empires fall
And Gods for Gods make room....
Which greater God than all
Imposed the amazing doom?
Great news
>>56613333
omg quintses
Where run your colts at pasture?
Where hide your mares to breed?
'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap
Or wove Sargasso weed;
By chartless reef and channel,
Or crafty coastwise bars,
But most the ocean-meadows
All purple to the stars!
Who holds the rein upon you?
The latest gale let free.
What meat is in your mangers?
The glut of all the sea.
'Twixt tide and tide's returning
Great store of newly dead, --
The bones of those that faced us,
And the hearts of those that fled.
Afar, off-shore and single,
Some stallion, rearing swift,
Neighs hungry for new fodder,
And calls us to the drift:
Then down the cloven ridges --
A million hooves unshod --
Break forth the mad White Horses
To seek their meat from God!
Girth-deep in hissing water
Our furious vanguard strains --
Through mist of mighty tramplings
Roll up the fore-blown manes --
A hundred leagues to leeward,
Ere yet the deep is stirred,
The groaning rollers carry
The coming of the herd!
Whose hand may grip your nostrils --
Your forelock who may hold?
E'en they that use the broads with us --
The riders bred and bold,
That spy upon our matings,
That rope us where we run --
They know the strong White Horses
From father unto son.
We breathe about their cradles,
We race their babes ashore,
We snuff against their thresholds,
We nuzzle at their door;
By day with stamping squadrons,
By night in whinnying droves,
Creep up the wise White Horses,
To call them from their loves.
And come they for your calling?
No wit of man may save.
They hear the loosed White Horses
Above their fathers' grave;
And, kin of those we crippled,
And, sons of those we slew,
Spur down the wild white riders
To school the herds anew.
>>56613599
What service have ye paid them,
Oh jealous steeds and strong?
Save we that throw their weaklings,
Is none dare work them wrong;
While thick around the homestead
Our snow-backed leaders graze --
A guard behind their plunder,
And a veil before their ways.
With march and countermarchings --
With weight of wheeling hosts --
Stray mob or bands embattled --
We ring the chosen coasts:
And, careless of our clamour
That bids the stranger fly,
At peace with our pickets
The wild white riders lie.
. . . .
Trust ye that curdled hollows --
Trust ye the neighing wind --
Trust ye the moaning groundswell --
Our herds are close behind!
To bray your foeman's armies --
To chill and snap his sword --
Trust ye the wild White Horses,
The Horses of the Lord!
Oh, gallant was our galley from her carven steering-wheel
To her figurehead of silver and her beak of hammered steel.
The leg-bar chafed the ankle and we gasped for cooler air,
But no galley on the waters with our galley could compare!
Our bulkheads bulged with cotton and our masts were stepped in gold --
We ran a mighty merchandise of niggers in the hold;
The white foam spun behind us, and the black shark swam below,
As we gripped the kicking sweep-head and we made the galley go.
It was merry in the galley, for we revelled now and then --
If they wore us down like cattle, faith, we fought and loved like men!
As we snatched her through the water, so we snatched a minute's bliss,
And the mutter of the dying never spoiled the lover's kiss.
Our women and our children toiled beside us in the dark --
They died, we filed their fetters, and we heaved them to the shark --
We heaved them to the fishes, but so fast the galley sped
We had only time to envy, for we could not mourn our dead.
Bear witness, once my comrades, what a hard-bit gang were we --
The servants of the sweep-head, but the masters of the sea!
By the hands that drove her forward as she plunged and yawed and sheered,
Woman, Man, or God or Devil, was there anything we feared?
Was it storm? Our fathers faced it and a wilder never blew.
Earth that waited for the wreckage watched the galley struggle through.
Burning noon or choking midnight, Sickness, Sorrow, Parting, Death?
Nay, our very babes would mock you had they time for idle breath.
But to-day I leave the galley and another takes my place;
There's my name upon the deck-beam -- let it stand a little space.
I am free -- to watch my messmates beating out to open main,
Free of all that Life can offer -- save to handle sweep again.
By the brand upon my shoulder, by the gall of clinging steel,
By the welts the whips have left me, by the scars that never heal;
By eyes grown old with staring through the sunwash on the brine,
I am paid in full for service. Would that service still were mine!
Yet they talk of times and seasons and of woe the years bring forth,
Of our galley swamped and shattered in the rollers of the North;
When the niggers break the hatches and the decks are gay with gore,
And a craven-hearted pilot crams her crashing on the shore,
She will need no half-mast signal, minute-gun, or rocket-flare.
When the cry for help goes seaward, she will find her servants there.
Battered chain-gangs of the orlop, grizzled drafts of years gone by,
To the bench that broke their manhood, they shall lash themselves and die.
Hale and crippled, young and aged, paid, deserted, shipped away --
Palace, cot, and lazaretto shall make up the tale that day,
When the skies are black above them, and the decks ablaze beneath,
And the top-men clear the raffle with their clasp-knives in their teeth.
It may be that Fate will give me life and leave to row once more --
Set some strong man free for fighting as I take awhile his oar.
But to-day I leave the galley. Shall I curse her service then?
God be thanked! Whate'er comes after, I have lived and toiled with Men!
>>56603236
lol
>>56615100
those blasts, too accurate for sand people
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rBdmh5CR9sM
>>56603236
That's because ISIS is run by jews, and jews hate islamists. Duh.
>>56615536
https://soundcloud.com/assclowns-united/demon-nigger1
>>56612840
Did he get them from a western university? No? Then those "degrees" are worthless. He is just another warlord. Stop blaming Islam for the actions of a violent rape monger.
>>56603236
What she thought she would be accepted?
>>56605126
>memeing incorrectly
improve your game, senpai
So how many times have they been raped before they got killed? Has to be in the hundreds right
>>56617978
not necessarly, she was probably sexed by the boss muslim only, the pleb muslims had to settle for hairy colleagues ass, i'm not sure tough, but i believe the hierarchy to be like that
>>56604157
Wait is this wrong? I always thought the saying was that youre responsible for the situation you've made, and sewing was just a poetic way to say it
>>56617245
There aren't many chances for young middle eastern kids to study in rich Islamic countries such as Sweden.
>>56605705
I'm sure they had already raped all the tightness away, Anon.
>>56618539
Dude it's SOW not SEW even a kek like me knows that Jesus Christ. Sowing is planting seeds in the dirt, and then you REAP them when it's time for harvest.
