For every poisonous heresy (weight loss advertisements) these New Gods (algorithms) show me I will perform an act of worship to the Old Gods (eating a piece of chocolate)
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For every poisonous heresy (weight loss advertisements) these New Gods (algorithms) show me I will perform an act of worship to the Old Gods (eating a piece of chocolate)
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"What do you hear in my song?"
If you like this art please consider bringing a print home from my inprnt shop. It will help me a lot. Thank you!
This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks.
I can honestly say, with my hand on my heart, that my greatest accomplishment this year is the fact that I am still here.
It’s okay if that’s yours, too.
[drawing of a pink bee saying “It’s okay to say no. It’s okay to say maybe. It’s okay to say yes.” in a yellow speech bubble.]
Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
Leila Chatti, from “Tea”
So who's gonna take one for the team and become bound to me for all eternity
my oversized sweatshirt will protect me from Everything
blasting my silly little music and creating my silly little daydreams so i don’t lose my silly little mind
just a kind reminder to please be kind to the people you know with gastrointestinal disorders/conditions! they're embarassing, often very painful - sometimes debilitating - and very hard to talk about without oversharing a lot more than most are comfortable with.
if someone you know:
- spends a lot/long time in the restroom
- has a colostomy bag
- requires diapers or similar implements
- experiences a lot of gas and/or bloating
- requires tube feeding or other alternative methods of nutrition
- has food restrictions (e.g. cannot handle a lot of spices, certain proteins, etc.)
- eats a lot, or only a little
or other similar factors of their life...
please be patient and understanding, it's hard having guts that really like disagreeing with you!
your life is not meaningless, you just haven't seen the sea in a while
or the forest. or the mountains. or wherever fills you with wonder and calm
At some point we have to let go of beating ourselves up about mistakes we made in the past. Like are you doing it right now? Would you do it again? If the answer to both of these questions are no, you're not that person anymore, and you don't have to beat yourself up for having grown
Kenna Sharp for Selkie
entering this great new phase of my life where, when someone treats me like shit, instead of going "oh man I guess I'm a piece of shit" I can whole-heartedly go "christ alive, what is wrong with you? you can't treat people like that" and it may sound simple but it took a long time to get here and there's no fucking way I'm going back
I don’t so much forget that I’m disabled so much as I…forget that other people aren’t.
Like, I can’t forget how tired I am or how much I’m hurting or how many things I wish I could do that I just can’t right now. Those things are actively happening to me, I’m thinking about them all the time.
It’s more like…what do you MEAN they got their entire to-do list done in one day? What do you mean they had the time and energy left over to do a couple of other things, too? What do you mean, they were sore yesterday from doing something physical, but that they’ve pretty much recovered by today, and tomorrow they won’t even feel it?