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@laconic-nightmares
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
new blog is live at @loathsome-sickness
i'll do the queue shuffle here a bit before doing anything to this blog so hopefully most people will see it
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
new blog is live at @loathsome-sickness
i'll do the queue shuffle here a bit before doing anything to this blog so hopefully most people will see it
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
new blog is live at @loathsome-sickness
i'll do the queue shuffle here a bit before doing anything to this blog so hopefully most people will see it
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
new blog is live at @loathsome-sickness
i'll do the queue shuffle here a bit before doing anything to this blog so hopefully most people will see it
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
new blog is live at @loathsome-sickness
i'll do the queue shuffle here a bit before doing anything to this blog so hopefully most people will see it
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
My biggest frustration with the left has always been the inability/unwillingness to work on making progress inside of the system while advocating for greater change.
I remember the first time I came to this realization.
I was nineteen, pregnant. We couldn’t afford to heat the house because we couldn’t afford the deposit to turn the gas on. It was miserably cold. The duplex we were renting was old and rickety and drafty. The window frames were messed up and there were cracks you could stick your finger through that were open to the elements.
Just, like, to give you an idea where we were financially. And this was better than we’d been doing before!
Anyway, I had recently started going to DSA meetings. And that month, they were talking about how a moderate democrat had successfully gotten a small increase in WIC benefits monthly. It came out to, like, $10 a month.
The members talking—mostly male, almost all doing decent—were scornful. The democrat should have pushed harder and gotten more, refused to accept anything until everyone else caved to their demands. I remember sitting there, quietly drinking the latte in the smallest size they had that I had bought with scrounged quarters, listening. Wishing it wasn’t held in an indie coffee shop because it was a luxury I really couldn’t afford, but it would be rude not to. Enjoying the coffee anyway.
I was one of the lucky ones who was getting that additional $10 a month through WIC. Even more exciting, we were now getting a voucher for the farmers’ market. I casually mentioned that WIC recipients would now be getting farmers’ market vouchers, too.
The guy who organized the meetings was a hard worker, passionate guy. Did something in tech.
He was like, “That’s the thing! These people don’t want farmers market vouchers. They want—” and he went on to describe a bunch of pie in the sky desires. That, yeah, sounded good.
But one. I was one of those people! A lot if the tamiles were super excited about it, myself included.
I had never been to a farmers’ market before. I tried arugula for the first time, a piece pulled from a bunch by the grower as he explained the flavor difference. I hadn’t known before then that different lettuce greens had different flavors, that it was more than just the texture and shape. I tried pesto, which delighted me. Goat cheese. I got three full pounds of strawberries for two dollars, since they were closing soon and the old man selling the berries got a kick out of me.
Anyway. It was like, you have a decent life. Not great but decent! The things that are life changing for me, for us… you already have.
The ten dollars at the grocery store made the difference between a meal of broken-noodles-with-some-half-horrible-pantry-scraps and a meal. It kept me full and healthy! And the additional farmers’ market voucher was world changing for me.
The democrat who worked for those things barely got them through. And it was means tested to hell and back. They weren’t able to get everything they wanted. But what they got made such a huge difference for me, for people like me.
I have never wanted an imaginary thing more than this.
If u interact with my posts, just know I respond like this:
True for me too
significant portion of this website's userbase seems to think the world is being done a great disservice by people thinking adhd might be real and trying to help themselves based on this idea. stay tuned for more on this topic.
a post will go around one week that is a bit annoyingly phrased but it's a lot of advice for how to get things done in face of distractibility, low energy, time blindness, abnormal sleep patterns, etc. a day later everyone you follow has shared the "omg you people can't do anything" tweet. a week after that there will be a very concerned post about how really "executive function" is a harmful way to view Getting Things Done and really aren't you isolating yourself from the human experience if you just view yourself as Incapable of doing things a certain way? you just need a bit more discipline a bit more adulthood. and then you will be normal. <3
sooooo, i've been quiet for a while because i'm probably just going to Restart my tumblr(s), i'll keep people updated so y'all can follow me on the new one if you want but be aware i'll be consolidating my nsfw blog into the new main (which includes some gore stuff) and will be pretty much entirely discourse free - i just wanna use the platform as a place to escape and put my art/writing from now on, i think.
"it's okay, i can peel back the layers of you until i find the soft and gentle core of you you've had to work so hard to hide"? no. no, it's okay, i know you're hollow; i'm here anyway. you don't have to pretend it isn't masks the whole way down. whatever face you want to wear, i still love you. i don't need you to be good or unflinching or the antonym of violence. if i did, i wouldn't be here. i wouldn't ask that of you.
i have nothing against a character who is layers of scar tissue and callous protecting a small little sliver of their before self, who just wants to be safe to let that sliver grow and heal
however. when the only thing under all the scarring is more scarring. when there's nothing of the before self left at all. when there was a precipice, and they tumbled over it, and even if they got back up they'll never heal right.
and then to have someone still say i care for you. you are broken and i can't fix you and i'm here anyway. so what if you're a ghost of yourself? you can haunt me
Not parasocial love nor parasocial hate but a secret third thing where I respect the celebrity for their talents and achievements while acknowledging that I do not have a personal relationship with them and that they are a human with flaws
Thank you for acknowledging that parasocial hate is just as weird as parasocial love. You don't know them. Stop speculating about them actually being horrible.
i have GOT to get over my obsessive worry about being a burden on others oh my god. it is okay to inconvenience people! people in your life who really care about you won’t mind being inconvenienced!! it’s literally just the human experience!!! communicate your needs for the love of god it’ll be FINE!!!!!
