Long man has preferences
#when you're serving some fish and it's his favourite dish#that's a moray
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Long man has preferences
#when you're serving some fish and it's his favourite dish#that's a moray
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Dimitri Mellos, Gas station near lake Prespa, northern Greece, 2006
I love this blog so much for basically being an enormous library of interior background references but MAN. There is something Vile and Poetic about that saying being painted on the wall of one of the bleakest-looking school hallways I've seen in a long time. It's like that poem about the stars being painted over in landlord white. Incredible.
I also like the framing because it makes you feel as if you are backed into a corner, and though multiple subconscious signs are trying to force your attention back to accept the main mantra (green coloring equals good contrasting that exit sign, huge lettering, tile on the floor forming a triangle as if an arrow pointing you directly towards it). You tried for so long to take in that message directly, but now youāre trying hard to sideline that message, weighing options, not hiding bias. Black doors giving a tease, letting light from the other side bleed through, that red exit sign glowing painfully red hot above. Right in front of you. Thatās all you want to see now. Itās right in front of you.
my liege is that item on the shelf too high for you to reach? fear not, i shall grab it for you. HNNNNNGHHH MMMMMHHGGH HHHHHHHH (cant reach it either)well shit my liege
top 3 hobbies for young adults:
1. borrowing misery from future
2. carrying grief of the past
3. agonizing over the present
tadc spoilers i guess but trans fem jax is actually somewhat canon apparently like okay
So can non-disabled people stop doing that thing where they act like itās morally righteous to force yourself to work while youāre sick and assume taking sick days automatically equates to laziness. Any time now. Thatād be great
The leader of the scout group I help out at approached me out of hours while I was walking to work to tell me that people have been talking behind my back because I missed more sessions than I attended this term (on account of having Covid twice) and was like āWe all show up when weāre sick because we take responsibilityā and I felt really shitty and guilty and cried the whole workday then I got home and told my mum and she was like āSo they want you to throw up on the kids? Thatās dodgy. They donāt even pay you. Stop goingā and a wave of serenity hit me like a bus
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and itās not to watch the shoppers. See, we canāt actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didnāt exist in my household. Itās normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
āWhat the hell, Iāll take another,ā says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. Heās not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. Heās not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadnāt spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldnāt have spent any. I go home. I donāt own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.Ā
Iām not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlandoās walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (ācast membersā) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even āfaceā characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
SEIS fag sex? En esta economia?
i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny
fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now
Ivan Pokidyshev (born in 1993)
some of you dont actually love trans women you just want to fuck them. youāre not an ally you just have unresolved futanari fantasies
The original pride flag and the sewing machine it was sewn on