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am i going insane or does gary and quinn's relationship in season 1 of Final Space suck really bad. hello. hello can anyone hear me
WHAT THE FUCK
sex isn't sexy unless it's a little bit gross. have you forgotten that you are a divine ape? plastic smooth skin, plucked hair, painted faces, scripted reactions, scrubbed til only the smell of perfumed soap remains, proportions that are conflictingly cookiecutter yet unattainable, none of this is even a little bit interesting.
you can laugh at napoleon's "home in three days, don't bathe" letter to his wife, but there's more sexuality in that one line then there is in the entirety of the hypersexualized but painfully unsexy internet.
What are your thoughts on musk?
i hope he dies
Coming soon!
After two years of production, the Snow Fairy Minecraft Diaries fan collab is finally releasing for the MCD 11th anniversary!!
This project has been so special to me, and everyone who worked on it did amazingly. I’d like to thank everyone who was interested, supported us, or participated. It’s been an absolute treat to see this come together.
The official video will be released on Youtube, I invite everyone to watch it!!
Giorgio De Chirico, Sole in una stanza (Sun in a room), 1968, Gouache, watercolour and pencil on card, 35 x 44.8 cm
Dudes healthcare is so fake. My ADHD meds are $940 without insurance. But they gave me a website of "coupons" which straight up looks like a scam website, and I got it today for $60! Just a coupon from a random website and it was $900 cheaper. America, I am confusion!! America explain!!
For all my uninsured judys out there it's for Walgreens only: walgreens.rxsense.com
as a pharmacy technician i can share with you some websites that give you those "coupons" for your meds!
goodrx is the most well known one, but if i'm trying to find the cheapest price for a patient i compare it to scriptcycle, and use whichever is offering the best price. you just type in the medication (PLEASE make sure you're getting the right drug, dosage, and quantity) and your zip code and they will spit out some offers for you
some pharmacies may have their own discount card to compare to as well!
if you are getting a name brand medication, you can also look at the manufacturer's website to see if they offer any evouchers for you to use too
good luck out there 👍
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another one is singlecare.com, brought my duloxetine from $240 a month to $20
and there are coupons for hrt on there as well :) different options for different pharmacies
dollarfor.org saved my broke ass, it can save urs too
Even the medication manufacturer can provide coupons. My monthly injection goes from $1800 to $20, and I pay a $5 copay.
The Price of Convenience (AI and Beyond)
In the discussion surrounding generative AI and large language models, I sense a culture suffering a catastrophic and inevitable injury resulting from an entrenched narrative framework that has long insisted it’s natural to value “stuff” over people.
This narrative has broken a lot of brains.
So, we have CEOs celebrating that now the “stuff” can be self-generating. New “stuff” that makes more “stuff” without that pesky need to pay anyone.
It’s a turning away from the reasons we valued things like art and story and music in the first place, as a way to connect with our big human family and gain a deeper understanding of ourselves through the work of seeking to understand others.
The idea of outsourcing the defining human project of building bridges between minds and lives, of spending creative effort to make meaning together, is like agreeing to live the rest of one’s life in solitary confinement in exchange for millions of dollars. What good is all that money in isolation, divorced from what made it significant?
What good is art or story or conversation connected to nobody.
Yeah, you can ask a machine to pretend to be a storyteller or a lover or a painter. You can also draw-up your own diploma. You could pay for a ride to a marathon finish line and throw your arms up in victory. You could 3D print an ear and whisper your hopes and dreams into it. You could mail yourself a love letter or spend and evening singing a lullaby to a plastic doll. You could fake all sorts of human endeavor, but why would you want to?
I understand why a profit-centered enterprise wants to convince you to spend your time singing those lullabies to their branded, trademarked plastic dolls. But why would any of us meet them halfway?
AI slop represents a sad and chronic pathology, but the good news is that (with a little intention) it doesn’t seem terribly difficult to defeat. Afterall, we determine value. The people trying to own and automate the defining projects of human life and snare our attention can’t do it without our buy-in. They can’t spend our money or our life-minutes without our participation.
So, ask yourself: Do you want the meaning in your life to come via subscription service to a corporation with the explicit mission of enriching their shareholders? Do you want to spend your limited life-minutes on stuff made by nobody? Do you want to support creators who can’t be bothered to see through the entire creation, messy flaws and all? Here in your one precious life, are unethically sourced remixes of stolen human ingenuity worth your time and money? Especially when the real thing is vitally alive and well and waiting to connect with you, living mind to mind, beating heart to heart.
Are a bundle of old habits and conveniences really worth the price they are asking of us?
I have my answer. And so I’ve been canceling subscriptions services. I’ve stopped spending money at a handful of prominent corporations who are turning toward AI or empowering fascists. I’ve accepted the sting of realization that I never really “owned” the things I bought from streaming services. I’ve started collecting physical media again and learning to wait longer for packages. I’m becoming a regular at local businesses. I’ve started thinking of my attention span as an asset to treasure and cultivate. I’ve realized that there are a lot of sharp, rusty hooks dangling in modern life that are baited with habit and convenience. I’ve found that the pain and pull is not worth the brief flavor of the bait.
Yeah, there will be people who embrace AI and everything it represents. Let ‘em. Just don’t give them access to you or your talents and resources.
None of our efforts can/will be perfect or pure or complete. Such is life. But never underestimate a consistent commitment to doing more than nothing to bring forth the future you want to have.
Meanwhile, we can recognize a cautionary tale when we see it and learn the lessons it offers. We can double-down on our support of what we recognize to be the authentic and vital centers of human society. We can collaborate to make and articulate the principles we need to face these new threats together. (It’s what people do.)
I’ve found convenience is a poor substitute for my humanity. If we want a society built for people, it needs to be built by people. And that requires a bit of effort and intention from all of us. Active participation in shaping the world is a habit we can all cultivate and it’s worth it.
stop looking ahead
My new years resolution is to stop simultaneously living in both the future and the past. Stop worrying about a rapidly approaching future while also dreading decisions already made. Stop zoning out the good things that are happening now, just to focus your sights on some "greater" thing down the line. I want to be utterly grounded this year and enjoy the small moments of joy; romanticize the everyday instead of waiting for the "perfect time". the perfect time will never come, so why not make the most out of the now?
i love you!! enjoy this week to the absolute fullest
-ina
Shoot for the moon
even if you miss you'll still reach the stars
mental illness olympics!! (there is no winner)
There is never a winner. It doesn't matter whose dosage is higher or who spends more time rotting away in bed, waiting and praying for death to take them; At the end of the day we all struggle.
Recently I was talking to a friend about a mutual we were both worried about, I joked about how I would slip her some of my anti-depressants. To which he responded with "Oh her dosage makes yours look like nothing." I'm not faulting him for saying that, he was just trying to contextualize how much she struggles (no matter how poorly worded lol).
I think a year ago I would have taken that as another sign that I was "faking it". That my years spent in elementary wishing that God would kill me in my sleep and slitting my wrists in high school were just a compilation of me acting out of desperation for attention; And look at her, she's so smart and successful and worked hard to get here, you are just using your mental health as an excuse (Do Not Ever let yourself believe you are doing it as an act. Your brain will usually do anything to minimize the severity of your situation). But being in a more stable environment has helped minimalize the internal competition that I used to have oh so violently.
It doesn't matter what your anti-depressant dosage is, if you have one at all, if you see a therapist or anything. At some point, we all struggled to a point of having prioritize keeping ourselves alive. Mental health is an uphill battle for everyone dealing with it, every day you survive is a day you come out stronger. Don't fault yourself for the years depression or anxiety or anything else took from you, the fact you stand alive is a testament to your strength and a sign for you to keep going.
Remember, you are oh so loved. Drink some water, take your meds, shower, eat something, go outside, talk to someone, do whatever you need. (Don't let the list overwhelm you with tasks that NEED to be finished lol, just do what you can!!)
I promise I'll write to you soon, I love you.
-ina
corrupt and purified notes + figuring out how i want to stylize them
Have y'all seen the fucked up beasts from that funny live thingie
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