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Gaurav Gupta Spring 2024 Haute Couture
Because I'm only seeing other Jews posting about this, non-Jews I need you to be aware that for the past month or two there has been a wave of bomb threats and swattings at synagogues all across the US. They usually do it when services are being livestreamed. I haven't seen a single non-Jew talking about this. High holidays are coming up in a few weeks, which is when most attacks happen against our communities. We're worried, and we need people to know what's happening to us.
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Four days apart
This is murder, as surely as a bullet to the head.
When you get shot at you should fire back
Jeroen Toirkens, Holding two reindeers in Taiga, Dukha, Mongolia, 2007
getting rid of family vlog channels one state at a time let's gooo
AURORA @ Kystkulturuka by Nina Skaret // 14.07.2023 // Tvedestrand, Norway
@mnvart // Kaveh Akbar, 'Calling A Wolf A Wolf' // @PinkRangerLB on Twitter // @kosmogrl // @devinsturk, '15 Proverbs for the Fellow Chronically Ill' // Jasmine Deporta // Anaïs Nin, House of Incest // the gentle wisdom uquiz by @inkskinned // Rora Blue, 'Sweet Dreams' // Hala Alyan, Dear Layal
he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.
except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?
at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.
except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.
about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.
he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.
taylor swift, evermore
You know what, fuck it, I don't *want* some frivolous, artisanal, lighter-than-air computer with no customizability, no upgradeability, no reparability, no ports, and a lifetime of *maybe* 3 years if you're lucky. I want a fucking great BEAST of a computer that's designed to last a minimum of 50 years, with ports up the wazoo and optional drives for every kind of media! I want modular components that you can drop in a bog for a year, dry them off, and have them still work fine! I want them to make a noise like "ker-chunk!" when you slide them into place! I want a switch that you pull to turn it on! And I don't want software that constantly forces you to get a pointless, cosmetic "upgrade" every few months either! I want durability! I want longevity! I want satisfying haptics! I want Silicon Valley to go fuck itself!
it's just too fucking much! because of course there's a national shortage on your adhd meds so now you need to figure out how to resolve that except that the pharmacy never picks up their phone and their online portal is absolute dogshit and one time you drove an hour out of your way because they said they had it, but they didn't have it, and they tell you "well we can't transfer the meds, you need to call your doctor to do that" but your doctor only works very specific hours so by the time you call your doctor the meds have scampered off to a different pharmacy and the pharmacy kind of shrugs because you should just psychically know if they got a medicine shipment and all of this is the exact kind of thing that your adhd fucking hates.
so great! your quality of life has fucking dematerialized! within the span of this week, your apartment is a pigsty. you keep having racing thoughts that slam you awake at 2 in the morning, and then the next day you collapse in a brain fog by 3PM. but you need to go to your fucking job anyway so that you can have the insurance to pay for the meds that you're not even getting but you need the meds so you can do your fucking job! you need to make money to pay for the apartment you can barely afford as it is! so good luck. your negative coping mechanisms have started to creep back in. you find yourself loud, annoying, vapid. you fucking hate it.
and here's the thing - these meds are life changing, but not necessarily life saving. it's like going through life without your glasses on - you're struggling, but it probably won't kill you. it's just fucking annoying because the solution exists, and you can't obtain it. and the whole time you are begging the pharmacist to please just fucking fill the prescription all you can think is - holy shit. i'm so fucking lucky that i don't need these to actually survive.
like, are you miserable, sinking quickly into suicidal? sure. but you keep picturing the people who aren't okay-without-it, and it makes you so fucking sad and angry and disgusted with the whole thing that fire-and-static start running up and down your limbs because of course you want to help, of course you'd cut your hair off and hold out your own body, but what are you going to do about it? because fuck! remember the first time they accidentally filed your insurance wrong and said that your meds would be three hundred fucking dollars per-fucking-month? you stood there, shaking, your hand on your credit card, thinking - i have no idea how to make that work. and how you felt like the world was laughing, big and loud and long.
because it didn't matter! they can just say whatever fucking number they want! they could say any number, and you'd pay it, because you have to pay it. they figured out long ago what the landlords are just-now starting to recognize: profiteering in the age of capitalism isn't ever punished. if it's food or housing or medicine, you're going to pay for it, aren't you, darling.
god bless america! does it hurt? does it hurt, are you going to cry about it, in one massive, horrible sob?
and of course this is an incredibly busy week at your job. of course your life is currently falling apart. the life you're fighting so hard to cling to is in a world where it's an obscene luxury to own a fucking dog. you still have outstanding medical debt because you dared to experience hardship. don't mention the student debt. don't mention the price of groceries. don't mention how we have been through at least two life-changing recessions and nobody in the middle class has actually recovered from that yet.
be good, be an adult, handle your shit. call them again. feel like you want to scream, don't scream. feel your brain getting further and further from you. god, how the fuck did you ever live like this?
you tell your mom on the phone today while you drive to the fucking pharmacy again for the third time in the last 24 hours: if they don't have it i'm just hopping the counter and grabbing the first arm i see with my teeth. i'm going full alka seltzer with this one. they're going to need a rabies shot. and you realize you're not even mad you're just fucking desperate; the kind of beg that sounds like a whimper.
home of the free and the brave! it's not that you feel trapped, it's that they've taken you hostage.
it's not a healthcare system anymore. it's just a fucking mugging.
Pasteups in NYC denouncing Facebook for collaboration with Nebraska police to sentence a teenage girl to 90 days in jail for using using the abortion pill to terminate her pregnancy.
While ending one’s own pregnancy with pills isn’t illegal in the state, prosecutors went after the teen for disposing of the fetal remains.
AURORA @ Buktafestivalen by Giorgos Kournoutis // 20.07.2023 // Tromsø, Norway
AURORA @ Kongsberg Jazzfestival by Fernando Sciotto // 08.07.2023 // Kongsberg, Norway
"Living as a human today is very overwhelming and I believe many people today are looking for answers even in darker environments. It looks like things are much more complicated than they seem. When there is no cure for how we feel or any way to fix the problems, just let them be. And move slowly through them."
AURORA in the interview for OGGI, posted by Leaves and edited by me | June 29th, 2023
Photos @ Portør Pensjonat by Fokus Foto // 09.07.2023 // Stabbestad, Norway
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