im glad record of this tweet still exists and i didnt imagine it because i say this to myself constantly since i saw it it's an echolalia
there really is no hope. There's nothing.
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we're not kids anymore.
One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON

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izzy's playlists!

shark vs the universe

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im glad record of this tweet still exists and i didnt imagine it because i say this to myself constantly since i saw it it's an echolalia
there really is no hope. There's nothing.
franny choi
It’s still so silly to me that Mari fell into the pit twice. That would be like surviving a plane crash only to get into a second plane and blow up
this is still my favorite panel from any achewood comic ever
Recount of my week
Watched the auntie annes employee shield his heart from the world outside didnt get a chance to let him know
Picked over ten thousand hundred and six and 3 oranges in cooporation with the WestIn Hotel this weekend inside of the worlds largest mall in the country and my Own personal mall swordsmith did the honors of being my body gard as we were breaking rules such as burning the flag of The United States Of Mall Inside the mall and Smoking
Please dont let my brain explode
Felt insipired by a couple things through long the way and thought i could share them 😊 My personal mall assistant rearranged the pattern in which vehicles turn and reordered the sequence in which their routes take them so we were able to catch a ride to my Lowrose and on that way there I bought this tower
After getting configured successfully and gracefully I was transferred to a shipping container and we were on our way to The Water Center Proudly sponcered in part by Spongebob as well as Rainforest cafe if i can rethink correctly where they offer hundreds of free renders for the wet animals that you can observe and process to generate dialoge about later
I wrote a poem about trying to evacuate the hill as well as my normal airport See below The stars align and heaven shrinks Its guiding us to eat at pinks
I will release the full uncompressed version later but right now my ISP has placed a load palancer directly affacting transfer on my data rack array that lives in my closert and as a result I will be going off the grit for a major moment to ensure that I will be able to re order enough suppleys to maintain my blaster :blaster: as well as rejuvenate my stock of Bresenhams smoke alrogitihm which is low prioty but on my mind regardless
My toy broke today when i was playing it my desk during my business meeting ended up shotting up to 6 sheeployees with my blaster :blaster: "my cats gotus TF out of there pronto/stat which was a blesing in the skies for us
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I SAW THE TV GLOW (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun
BUT I'M A CHEERLEADER (1999) dir. Jamie Babbit
MARCIA RESNICK / "DIVINE" / 1981 [gelatin silver print | 12 3/4 × 8 3/4"]
Day of the Dead (1985), dir. George A. Romero
Pink Flamingos is on Archive.org download it and make all your friends and family watch it
you have to show this movie to babies
Wait this isnt gay sex this is working at my job
Willi Geiger Sankt Sebastian
Oil on canvas, 122 x 100 cm, 1914
Meeting on the Porch, 2019. Wim Wenders (film director, producer, playwright, and photographer). C-Print on Fuji crystal archive paper.
“… sex assignment is not simply an announcement of the sex that an infant is perceived to be; it also communicates a set of adult desires and expectations. The infant’s future is often being imagined or desired through the act of sex assignment, so sex assignment is not a simple description of anatomical facts, but a way of imagining what they will mean, or should mean. That imagining comes from elsewhere, and it does not exactly stop after sex has been legally or medically determined at birth. The girl continues to be girled; the boy continues to be boyed; and these practices of girling and boying are repeated not just by parents, but also by a range of institutions that greet the child with boxes to be checked and norms to be embodied. In a sense, sex assignment does not happen just once. It is an iterative process, repeated by different actors and institutions, and depending on where one lives, it can be reiterated in ways that are not always in conformity with one another. Sex assignment is not a mechanism, but a process.”
— Judith Butler, “Who’s Afraid of Gender?”
An image of domestic life expressed unresolved longing, Opie’s gallerist said. “Self-Portrait/Cutting,” 1993.