hot off the press daily

Disabled and complains about it

[orthoscheme]

supermarkets should have benches

[orthoscheme]

everywhere should have benches

[segamascott]

[targetedknowledge]

[disabled-reblogs]

[caesarsaladinn]

every morning i wake up and make the worst possible time management decisions anyone has ever made

[holdoncallfailed]

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID

[hotvampireadjacent]

Actually I’m all for this. I was laughing my ass off our dipshit troops are going to shoot each other constantly if this is allowed.

[oneheadtoanother]

[mlembug]

pete hegseth: make fragging great again

[estrogenesis-eeveeangelion]

step 1: start historically unpopular war of choice

step 2: remove the locks on the armory doors

step 3: i dunno probably something good right?

[kosmogrl]

we talk about doing it scared and doing it alone but what about doing it uninterested

[grlstlker]

i don’t have anything normal to say

[sexchangedotcom]

the internet is a place for reading wikipedia articles and watching every movie for free. social media is an invasive species. never forget this

[tothechaos]

any tips for developing discipline? ive been going through life on a lackadaisical hedonist build but ive got a bunch of mysterious problems that i may or may not be at fault for

[effemimaniac]

[thefleetingflashofa-sword623]

Did anyone else just feel a pale hand pull a silvery rope connected to a dark curtain

[freezinghot]

I live in the bottom of a pit, and for a long time, I caught glimpses of sunlight, sparse and sporadic as they were.

In a sense i was a way-farer, using what I had to navigate waters

My ever-changing stick map, thread-bare, compulsively re-arranged, esoteric, indecipherable, psychotic to all who remain in possession, and in the graces, of daylight.

The light I was seeing was not daylight and it was not moonlight. I know that now. It was the fleeting light of clawing, aching, begging hope, borne through the addled body and mind in agonizing decline. The light at the opening of the pit is a mirage in the barrel of a shotgun.

I will claw my way out. I promise.

I haven’t been able to grow nails, my raw hands will take to the bone. I promise.

[dead-core]

i just need to have more rules for myself. more rules and limits. surely that will help me

[5altwaterfall]

and punishments. more punishments. surely that will help

[kosmogrl]

once again overreacted and panicked for the whole day and it ended up being alright. no I will not learn and it will happen again

[disteal]

shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode

[disteal]

Thank you everyone for another great turnout to the january-february mass depressive episode