>‘this thing is too generic and tropey’
>look inside
>forefather of that genre

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@katlypso
>‘this thing is too generic and tropey’
>look inside
>forefather of that genre
very cruel to put this much love inside the body of such an unloveable creature
“are u okay?” no i need more money
oooh I get it it’s always gonna be because of the environment I grew up in
it’s because of the curse
westley in the princess bride was so funny for being like ‘talk about this dead guy you loved lol’ and getting the tea about himself
oh he was ur true love? you thought he was hot n strong? rate him 1-10 and why
girls with adhd playing long rpgs like "i am overwhelmed by the state of the save file i left off with last time my attention arbitrarily fell onto this game. time to start from scratch."
"yeah i fucking love this game. i've bought it on console and pc, and then the remaster too. i have no idea how it ends, i only get 40% of the way through the main story each time"
“The less you eat, drink and buy books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the less you think, love, theorise, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you save – the greater becomes your treasure which neither moths nor rust will devour – your capital. The less you are, the less you express your own life, the more you have, i.e., the greater is your alienated life, the greater is the store of your estranged being. Everything which the political economist takes from you in life and in humanity, he replaces for you in money and in wealth.”
— Marx - Human Requirements 1844
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depressed at 11 was crazy i should have become a child prodigy
web weave finds that made me want to claw my eyes out
This was quite a read:
I previously published my theory of Labor Digging, a phrase I coined to describe a social phenomenon that I observed. Let's dig a little dee
"The term “labor digger” does not come from tradition or folklore. I coined it to describe a pattern I saw repeatedly in modern heterosexual relationships: men who bring little to the table except 8 hours of labor outside of the home and a paycheck, but expect full-course meals, clean dishes, warm beds, well-managed lives, and unending emotional support… in addition to their partners working the same 8 hours.
Where society has long recognized and demonized the figure of the “gold digger”, (a woman who allegedly leverages beauty or sex appeal to access a man’s finances), there has been no equivalent term for men who leverage pervasive gendered expectations, societal pressure, or passive resistance to access a woman’s labor. This imbalance is rampant. The labor digger is the man who does not necessarily want your money but wants the benefit of your labor without offering anything equitable in return."
every fleetwood mac documentary i've ever watched is like "the band was at the height of their success, enjoying the fame rolling in from their #1 hit 'i know about the other woman, lindsey'. however, nobody could have sensed the tension brewing between members."
"the group initially disbanded immediately after the release of the single 'well get the fuck out if you're going to be like that', leaving thousands of fans shocked."
Euripides, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays; translated by Anne Carson
Text ID: MEGARA: You love the light so much? / AMPHIYRYON: I do, I love its hopes.
Suddenly struck with a need to explain to you how boat pronouns work (I work in the marine industry).
When you're talking about the design of the boat, you say "it".
When the boat is still being built, your say "it".
When the boat is nearing completion, you can say "it" or "she".
When the boat is floating in the water you probably say "she", unless there is still a lot of work to be done (e.g. no engine yet) then you say "it".
When the boat is officially launched and operating, you say "she". If you continue to say "it" at this point you are not incorrect but suspiciously untraditional. You are not playing the game.
If you are referring to a boat you don't really know anything about you may say "it" ("there's a big boat, it's coming this way"). But if you know its name, it's probably "she" ("there's the Waverley, she's on her way to Greenock").
If you are talking about boats in general, you say "it" ("when a boat is hit by a wave it heels over")
If you speak about a boat in complimentary terms, it's "she" ("she's a grand boat"). If you are being disparaging it may be it, but not necessarily ("it's as ugly as sin", "she's a grotty old tub").
If she has a boy's name, she's still she. "Boy James", "King Edward", "Sir David Attenborough"? The pronoun is she.
If it's a dumb barge (no engine), you say it. But if it's a rowing boat (no engine), you say she.
I hope this has cleared things up so that you may not be in danger of misgendering floating objects.
Daily affirmations:
No one will find the picture in your attic.
It's not your fault the person made of cadavers you sew together and you revived killed your family.
It's perfectly normal to enter your house climbing like a lizard.
The fact that you killed a man doesn't make you guilty, it was just your silly alter ego.
That raven who won't stop saying "nevermore" is an asshole, don't listen to it.
Your fiancé is definitely NOT hiding his mad spouse in his attic.
The big ass dog that killed members of your family isn't real, dw.
You deserve revenge for having been abused as a child, go back to moors and show them!
Go and kidnap that singer!