On a certain day in the future - probably in late May - the last war will be over, the last starving person will be fed, the last polluted river will be cleaned up. I see this as a fact. A man is born for happiness like birds are born for flight.
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On a certain day in the future - probably in late May - the last war will be over, the last starving person will be fed, the last polluted river will be cleaned up. I see this as a fact. A man is born for happiness like birds are born for flight.
being vulnerable rn but i play a lot of horrible ipad baby slop games one of them being monopoly go which is partially a sticker collecting game and there's another app where u can trade the stickers and it just got hacked and now the app is sending hourly notifications with various messages begging people to not uninstall it
doxxable in 2013: posted a selfie at work with a visible nametag
doxxable in 2020: posted a photo of a sunset with a few identifiable landmarks in the back that can be used to extrapolate the vantage point
doxxable in 2026: posted a tight cropped photo of a bird on a branch
Don't listen to anything your brain tells you after (checks time) noon.
Don't listen to anything your brain tells you after you wake up.
listen to the amulet.
Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
when I was in high school, I overheard two older students talking about a friend of theirs.
One of them said something like, "it doesn't bother me that [Friend] was in residential mental health treatment, I just wish they wouldn't talk about it ALL the time".
The other replied, "Well, that was all of last year for them. So when they say 'when I was in treatment,' it's like when you say 'last year'."
I try to remember that any time someone says something that sounds Shocking to me. sometimes one person's scary special crisis is another person's last year.
If you want to be accepting of mental illness, you need to accept the fact that some people's everyday lives are going to be terrifying to you. That doesn't mean they don't get to talk about it. Stop forcing hurt, isolated people to become even MORE hurt and isolated because you can't fathom toughening up a bit.
Really funny one two punch on my dash this morning
Sometimes I think about how absolutely miniscule mutations or biological adaptations would completely reshape human culinary history. Would eggs be considered a dinner food if chickens laid them in the evening instead of early morning. What if one tiny chemical compound did or didn't evolve and now all brassica are toxic to humans, or nightshade species were mostly edible. What if we couldn't fucking digest rice
help
i hate that diet culture means all the tasty drinks everywhere are loaded with stevia now. this isn't even a stance about health, I just think it tastes so fucking bad
stevia is cross-reactive with a common environmental allergen: ragweed! if you've been drinking your fun little drinky drinks & have been feeling off there's a chance you're actually allergic!
I can't have artificial sweeteners because they give me migraines. I can't have stevia because I have an anaphylactic reaction. this new wave of "make everything 0 sugar" coming back into fashion could literally kill me if I'm not careful. nothing is safe, nothing is sacred, if I'm getting a little treat, better check the ingredients in case they changed em! :)
*head in hands* it's like ragweed??? Ragweed?? Oh my god everything makes so much sense
Ty for sharing that I had no idea
oh goody
Stevia, a common low-calorie sweetner, is an allergen that belongs to the ragweed family.
i just listened to all the music thats ever been. my favorite was a song a little girl sang to her cat in greece in 1286. my second favorite was from a ceremonial performance in modern day ethiopia, from 22000 bc. i also liked STEELY DAN.
Dolly Parton smoking weed in the “9 to 5” movie personally enraged Ronald Reagan. From his diaries:
"maybe in another life" how about this one instead?
Dolly Parton could have been a billionaire 3 times over but actively chose to give her money away to cause after cause for charity. She was an incredible musician and artist but more importantly lived with compassion and kindness and with the drive to help those around her in every way she could. God I’m sad. The world lost one one of the greats today :(
In 1990, the high school dropout rate for Dolly Parton's hometown of Sevierville Tennessee was at 34% (Research shows that most kids make up their minds in fifth/sixth grade not to graduate). That year, all fifth and sixth graders from Sevierville were invited by Parton to attend an assembly at Dollywood. They were asked to pick a buddy, and if both students completed high school, Dolly Parton would personally hand them each a $500 check on their graduation day. As a result, the dropout rate for those classes fell to 6%, and has generally retained that average to this day.
Shortly after the success of The Buddy Program, Parton learned in dealing with teachers from the school district that problems in education often begin during first grade when kids are at different developmental levels. That year The Dollywood Foundation paid the salaries for additional teachers assistants in every first grade class for the next 2 years, under the agreement that if the program worked, the school system would effectively adopt and fund the program after the trial period.
During the same period, Parton founded the Imagination Library in 1995: The idea being that children from her rural hometown and low-income families often start school at a disadvantage and as a result, will be unfairly compared to their peers for the rest of their lives, effectively encouraging them not to pursue higher education. The objective of the Imagination library was that every child in Sevier County would receive one book, every month, mailed and addressed to the child, from the day they were born until the day they started kindergarten, 100% free of charge. What began as a hometown initiative now serves children in all 50 states, Australia, Canada, and the United Kingdom, mailing thousands of free books to children around the world monthly.
On March 1, 2018 Parton donated her 100 millionth book at the Library of Congress: a copy of "Coat of Many Colors" dedicated to her father, who never learned to read or write.