who are your parasocial enemies, like mine are andrew lloyd webber and butch hartman
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who are your parasocial enemies, like mine are andrew lloyd webber and butch hartman
there's a fine line between being wary of manipulation and becoming completely paranoid because you get very close to the realisation that pretty much all human interaction involves doing things we hope will lead to a result we like
this post is about a lot of things. it's about my ex saying it was manipulative to talk to them in a cute voice because that influenced their emotions. it's also about someone on this webbed site saying being funny is "engagement farming". like yeah every single conversation you have is going to be "manipulative" if your standard for that is "did something with the goal of eliciting a response". if that bothers you go live in a hut in the forest and speak only to the trees. I'll be over here manipulating my friends into being happy by giving them compliments
horse owners are either extremely far right or extremely far left. horseshoe theory but for owning an actual horse. I guess it’s because apolitical moderate weirdos are too weak to steer a horse in either direction. you have to have some sort of conviction to ride a horse, they can tell when you’re wavering and they will ignore you.
What IS it with tumblr users and “biting” I bet you people have never even bitten someone irl
locked the fuck in get my money up
If you think about it, Back to the Future is the anti-Oedipus Rex. Marty tries to save his father's life, then goes to great lengths not to fuck his mother.
men and women are not opposites. men and women are not enemies. men and women are two parts of a broad coalition which fights against a mutual enemy: inkjet printers
HOES DEPRESSED
In case you've somehow missed this song, this is what Prism is singing in the bar fight scene. Iconic.
heat seeking behavior
Attention seeking missile
thought this was a dril tweet for a second but no this is just reality now
When do we start crucifying
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shit man tomorrow is christmas eve i swear yesterday was June 2010
As is tradition in tumblr culture the locals unearth the corpse of a long deceased figure and drag it across the streets merrily, laughing at what is preserved of the person’s words. This custom, seen as morbid in other cultures, is instead done gleefully and with an unmatched enthusiasm
I love a woman with a loud ass laugh. I love a cackle. I love a guffaw. Love when a bitch laughs so hard it scares the dog. Be unapologetic in your joy.
It's an insignificant annoyance in the grand scheme of things, but I loathe the fact that if I, a person living in the Southern Hemisphere, which is currently experiencing summer, googles "Summer Solstice" to check the date for the upcoming Summer Solstice in my hemisphere because it is currently summer in my hemisphere
Even with AAAALL the fucking data scraping and intrusive tracking that google does, even though google knows without a doubt that I am a person in the Southern Hemisphere, where it is currently summer, googling Summer Solstice
it will still give me all results for the northern's hemisphere's summer solstice back in June. Even the garbage AI summary which I can't disable on work computers, which would know I'm on a computer in the southern hemisphere, provides the northern hemisphere June date
anyway fuck snow, I love a hot December, all my bitches love a hot New Years Eve jumping in the pool at midnight, looking forward to months more of hot weather after the Summer Solstice which happens this Sunday
deliriously ripping open the sexy fishnet tights of a beautiful woman named bag of mandarins