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woman-respecter

longest nonstop flight you have been on?

i have never been on a plane

less than 2 hours

2-4 hours

4-6 hours

6-8 hours

8-10 hours

10-12 hours

12-14 hours

14-16 hours

more than 16 hours (!)

Remaining time: 5 days 9 hours

if you feel comfortable share the route and the time in your tags!

#14 hours #also a trip to seoul!

chirpingfromthebox

THANK YOU FANS! We are so grateful for your endless support this season. We will see you back in 2027 for another season of Aurora!

#minnesota aurora fc

chirpingfromthebox

The Aurora took it too a final death penalty shootout, but it just wasn't in the stars this year.

Did them being the only team to have to travel and also having to start playing at 9:30pm in their home time zone prove to be the deal breaker? Well...it probably didn't help!!

#minnesota aurora fc

awesomebutunpractical

I think we need a movie that looks contemporary but applies Victorian Social Norms. Just to balance the scales a little.

awesomebutunpractical

Someone said this wouldn’t make sense, which was a little the point a little.

kitkatpancakestack

sadanandaom

dilftwink

thinking abt grace becoming fluent in eridian. thinking about eridian as an information-dense and layered language. thinking about the ability to create new words out of layered sounds and the way you can quickly describe a complicated relationship in eridian. grace practicing on his organ for speaking eridian, sounding out the tones for boss/leader and friend/companion and murderer until they blend into a single word.

and that’s how eva stratt gets her eridian name, which she will never know.

#project hail mary

kzlatkova

Anyone who's ever done anything creative needs to fucking see this.

manda-kat

Used to be, you could search 'XYZ name/title generator' and get a bunch of homemade generators with their own unique vibe instead of pages and pages of AI slop. We used to be a real country!

#anti ai

rylandsgrace

He used to be fine. He was better than fine. He was great. He was my dad. Then about four years ago, he… started acting strange. Erratic, forgetful, saying all this weird shit. My mom took him to a bunch of doctors, and they put him on medication. But that just made it worse. He got more confused. Then he got angry. And then he got… physical. That was it. That was the last straw. They put him away. And she divorced him… without him even realizing it. That’s why she wants a whole new life. And it’s easy to just stash me away in boarding school. Like half of us are just stashed away there. And I get it. She never has to look at me. Because maybe when she looks at me, she… she sees him. Maybe she’s right. I can’t keep it together. I lie. I steal. I piss people off. I don’t have any friends, real friends. I’ll probably get kicked out of Barton too. And when I do, it’ll be my own fault. Get sent to Fork Union and maybe to youknowwhere. And nobody will care. The funny thing is… I wanted to see him so bad this whole time. But I also didn’t, you know? Because I’m afraid that’s what’s going to happen to me one day.

The Holdovers (2023) dir. Alexander Payne

lydiahosek

#the way you can see the words land. take root in his heart (via itspileofgoodthings)

#the holdovers

dazeylily

reminder that you cannot call people or things "retarded" around me. we will have a conversation where I explain that I can still tell you the names of 62 people for which I was legally responsible. I will tell you that I loved them

and you will feel like you were being an asshole and wonder why you don't just stop saying it altogether. me too.

dazeylily

if we're friends, you can call me a faggot. there can be a lot of tenderness in that. I got beat up and bullied and just generally treated like a detestable freak by people who called me that word while they did it. hearing it spoken by a loved voice, with clear affection, can be beautiful. it can feel like understanding, forgiveness, absolution, permission, and a thousand other wonderful things. it can be beautiful.

I got called retarded too, but we don't share any special insight into that. it's just a word to us. pick a different one.

dazeylily

a lady with a developmental disability once explained to me that she'd overheard some kids calling each other retarded in the mall we'd visited earlier that day. searching for something to say that might comfort her, I explained that they don't know anything about people like her and so they weren't really talking about her, just being ignorant.

she got angry and said "then they need to pick a different word". and so you need to pick a different word.

don't think this is exclusive to public spaces like the mall or the park or whatever either. she has a tablet and access to the internet, just the same as you do. she can read, write, and make her own decisions. she has a husband.

you don't know anything about her, you need to stop talking about her. pick a different word.