dear diary

currently learning she/her ig 20

[redstonedust]

i think being proud of where you come from is one of those things that becomes fun the more specific you get. like "proud to be english" bad rancid vibes. makes you sound like the kind of person who rants about immigrants. "proud to be from yorkshire" better vibes. i cannot deny the yorkshire cultural heritage. "proud to be from pocklington" absolutely fucking hilarious please never let anybody kill your pocklington pride.

[redstonedust]

i love the USA: weird vibes. dont trust that.

i love muskegon michigan: you are experiencing a kind of personal joy that i can and will not take from you

[oranginanights]

yeah that happened to my buddy JJ once

[lesbiassoon]

Friday the 13th has won the Olympics Men’s Singles Figure Skate

[oranginanights]

actually insane that you can accidentally watch the most beautiful gut wrenching life changing gorgeous film one night and then have to go back to normal life the next day

[polyversity]

My local mayor posted this and I'm mesmerised. Every time I look at it I spot a new problem. It's like a rorschach test.

Not only did the AI fail to make a functioning UK map despite TONS of accurate maps available, but then a team of people actually thought "that looks about right, that's probably the North, it's got at least one Hull that'll do" and posted it.

[elodieunderglass]

York ⁽Yᵒʳᵏ⁾

[the-muppet-joker]

Whenever I'm on the assembly line, pouring dangerous dyes into deadly chemicals, I always pour it messy into the bottle. That way, my hands get stained with purple and blue and green and pink. My manager tells me this is fine, some spillage is unavoidable (so long as I am not exceeding the product waste they have accounted for), but that I really oughtta wash my hands after. I tell him I will but I never do. The dyes are dangerous, sure, but in these small amounts, only four or five years will be taken off of my life expectancy. And now I got purple and blue and green and pink hands. When I donate my body to science, the students doing lab practicals on my cadaver will wonder what kind of life I lived, if my colorful hands bled ink onto the things I made with them. What they won't know is that I be fingerblasting muppets on the daily , ans Kermit was psusy alreadh greeg beforer babayyyyy

[gojosbf]

Art References in Jujutsu Kaisen s3 opening: The Kiss - Gustav Klimt // The Scream - Edvard Munch // Ophelia - John Everett Millais // Dead mother l - Egon Schiele // Two Sleeping Children - Peter Paul Rubens // Camille Monet and a Child in the Artist's Garden in Argenteuil - Claude Monet // The Three Judges - Honoré Victorin Daumier

[oranginanights]

hey so did anyone know america was just allowed to do all this

[crippled-peeper]

people who have never grown food for sustenance or to supplement their diet have such an extreme view of it. I guess that’s what happens when generations of people are living lives completely divorced from cultivation, harvesting, processing, slaughtering. in theory they believe it’s the easiest thing ever - that it should come naturally to every human ever born, simply because you’re a human. then you ask them if they would ever kill a chicken hypothetically, and they act like you shot their pet in front of them.

[moniquill]

The first time I saw a deer up close was in my grandfather’s back yard; I was about four years old. I don’t remember the reason that my mom dropped me off at my grandfather’s house for an afternoon, but I know that it was unplanned - because he was in the middle of processing a deer. It had been field dressed, organs already removed, and was hanging by its ankle tendons from the t-shaped steel pole at one end of the backyard clothesline. I was startled, worried, concerned that the animal was hurt. There was blood! There was flesh!

My grandfather responded by calmly explaining what he was doing, step by step. Explaining why he was skinning the deer, and quartering it, taking it from this https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White-tailed_deer to this https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venison

By the time he was cooking tenderloin medallions and plating them up to me with grape jelly (don’t knock grape jelly on meat until you’ve tried it!) and instant mashed potatoes, I wasn’t startled or concerned anymore. I had a deeper understanding of the way the world worked, of my role as a consumer, a predator. Of the responsibilities that entailed. I couldn’t have explained it then, of course, with my 4-year-old mind and vocabulary - but Philosophy had been set into motion. This is a core memory for me. 

I did not have nightmares about the butchered deer. 

More people should be introduced, as little children, to their place in the ecosystem and the responsibilities that entails.

[what-even-is-thiss]

I’ve never personally butchered anything but my family used to grow some of our own vegetables when I was a kid. Corn, squash, tomatoes, peppers, herbs, etc. we even tried grinding our own flour for a little bit but that didn’t last long because if you’ve ever ground flour by hand you understand.

People have such a romantic view of farming and growing food but a lot of my summers as a kid was spent trying to come up with ways to stop birds from eating our vegetables, planting other plants and releasing insects to keep other insects away, and pulling weeds.

Food doesn’t just sit there all pretty growing in the sun. Everything wants to steal it away from you. Agriculture even on a small scale is a never ending battle against insects, other plants stealing water and sunlight, birds, small mammals. You are not the only one who wants the fruits of your labor.

It’s important to remember that. Every tomato you eat is one that survived the never ending assault of insects and birds.

[flagversion]

this is the funniest thing i’ve ever read in my entire life

[excalibur0]

the strangest thing of all is that so many of us gave the dipshit duffers so much benefit of the doubt that they might actually be good writers or storytellers

[divorce-enjoyer]

why go to the grocery store or to a restaurant when you can just get food delivered why go to the mall when you can get same day shipping on amazon why go to the library when you have kindle why make art when there’s ai why go to the cinema when you can stay at home and watch netflix. we are in a loneliness epidemic btw

[divorce-enjoyer]

the loneliness epidemic was invented by BIG SHIT to sell you more SHIT

[decompositie]

[the-muppet-joker]

Nothing like a cool glass of Muppet Pussy to keep a man honest

[the-muppet-joker]

Light Yagami hated the sound of grinding teeth. He hated it now, even as he ground his own teeth in frustration, tossing over in his bed furiously, holding his pillow over his ears to block out the noise of his, hm, active neighbors. His apartment was relatively nice, and it was paid for entirely by his wealthy detective wife, so he tried not to complain about the little things. Like his neighbors who fucked, loudly, every night from dusk until dawn. He furrowed his eyes closed and tried to remind himself of all the nice things in his apartment- the countertops were made from solid granite, for example.

"Darling, this wet for me already?"

Jesus Christ, Light thought, pulling his blanket up over his head for good measure. It did nothing to block out the croaking moan that infiltrated his ears.

"Gods, you look so good for me, Kermit,"

Like the frog? Light thought to himself. What a stupid name. If I had been born with a stupid name like that I'd probably kill people.

"Ah- ah-"

A different voice.

"Joker, please, stop teasing me! I've been so good for you!"

These people are animals. How can anyone be this loud during sex? Light wished his wife were home. They could have sensible, quiet intimacy in the dark like God intended.

Wait is the other guy's name Joker

"AH- TOUCH MY DIRTY MUPPET HOLE, JOKER!"

What the fuck is going on over there?! Light curled into a ball, willing away the heat pooling in his abdomen. He was not about to get hard listening to his neighbor's bizarre role play.

"Oh, I'll touch your muppet hole, alright," the other voice (Joker?) chuckled darkly. "I love when you sing out your love for me..."

"Am, am I being too loud, Joker?"

Yes, thought Light.

"No," said Joker. "I would never dream to silence you, no matter how loud you are. I could never be ashamed of you. I would never leave you. I love you for who you are. I love you. I love you."

Light felt inexplicable tears prick at his eyes as, equally inexplicably, he came to the realization that his whole entire hog was throbbing hard. For the beautiful, unconditional love between a muppet and a Joker.

Then Joker got out the Jrap On (Joker Strap On

[the-muppet-joker]

it feels like my chest is caving in. I mcrying quietly next to my wife, fuck it hurts, it really hurts. I try so had to be a good father, a good husband, but I cant choke out ,the rea l me. Im Da Jokah Bay Bee

[the-muppet-joker]

I should clarify that yes I have a real working death note but I don't use it to kill anybody I just write yuri in there

[rowanisawriter]

DO NOT DO ANY WORK WHILE ON THE CLOCK OPEN YOUR GOOGLE DOCS ON YOUR PHONE AND WRITE GAY FANFIC. IGNORE YOUR MANAGER IGNORE CUSTOMERS. DO IT ON YOHR PHONE NOW TODAY. START TODAY RIGHT NOW. DO IT NOW