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@nequiret
i want to be a cat. jobless. educationless. useless. there to be pretty and soft
Modern elevators will not fall unless they are extensively sabotaged.
In 1857, Elisha Otis, of the Otis Elevator Company introduced the Otis Elevator Brake, now a standard component of all elevators. He advertised it by getting in an elevator, riding it to the top, and then ordering that the cable supporting the elevator be cut.
When the elevator is held up by the tension in the cable above, that same tension holds the braking mechanism in a position where it doesn’t touch anything. But if the tension goes away, a spring is released which causes the prongs of the elevator break to thrust outward, locking into a row of teeth running down the side of the elevator shaft and making the elevator completely immobile until repaired.
You can be trapped in an elevator, but you cannot fall in an elevator.
This is actually really comforting thank you
as someone who has a gets very very bad anxiety because im terrified of elevators falling this information is a huge huge relief.
Elevators can fall havent y’all ridden tower of terror
AMAZING AMAZING I LOVE IT
i’m sorry but this is the funniest fucking thing i’ve seen all week
no one:
little kids at stores:
i just dont want to be seen as a woman anymore. if you must look at me at least have the decency to unfocus your eyes
i wanna look like this
me at any given time: can we just buckle down and focus on the task at hand please???
my brain:
my brain: ……….ranibow sprimkle……………
ranibow sprimkle……..
kepchup.
SPINCH
B A N C H
chichen nuggest
b R o G L e
strawbebbies..
this post almost moved me to tears
i love personality tests!! tell me who i am cuz i’ve no fucking clue
Having no sources of intimacy in your daily life and therefore resorting to learning as much as you can as a way to pass the time is such a sad cycle, every single day its like what can I become obsessively interested in this time to vaguely simulate companionship and a temporary sense of purpose that I know will eventually make me feel even more alone because even if I find meaning and enjoyment it is completely irrelevant to and isolated from everyone and everything else
Me, having to love and support myself because no one else does
Sometimes people don't want you anymore and I need to learn to live with that. I need to stop focusing on what is missing in my life and look at them as oppurtunities to become new. I need to move forward from all this hurt, all of this bullshit, and I need to grow. However, wanting to grow is sometimes not enough to stifle your love for the people who aren't good for you. Sometimes, people don't want to grow with you. Or maybe they aren't ready just yet . Maybe the pain is too much for them. And that's ok. Each journey is a journey.
But I'm learning that even if people aren't ready to move forward, this should not stop me from my own personal journey. I heard a saying a while ago, that is- if you wait on people to be ready, you will be waiting your whole life away. Waiting on anyone who isn't sure of what they want will just lead to more resentment and stagnation in both parties. Sometimes time is necessary- to process, to heal, and to hopefully grow.
It's time for me to be happy again. Whatever the fuck that entails. I want to be happy again and I am going to be. I'm not going to looking at messenger every hour wondering how long I will have to live like this. Im not going to reread messages, lay in bed and cry about people who don't care, or worship the memories I hold dear. Because, right now, all of it sucks and hurts. Last night, I realized i don't have to hurt anymore. I am not going to focus on people who hurt my heart, but on the people that make me feel good about being alive. Who actively support me, even from afar.
I am moving forward. I am going to be happy. I am going to make friends and I am going to fall in love again one day and life will be okay. I'm going to be okay.
so has anybody’s dad ever actually apologized to them, or is that just an urban legend
i have the complexion of a sickly victorian child, the disposable income of a 10th century serf, and the fashion sense and eccentric personality of a professor of the arts in the 1920s who does a lot of cocaine
bonding with your houseplants by watering them from a water bottle you’ve already drank from
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