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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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we're not kids anymore.
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hello vonnie
cherry valley forever

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JBB: An Artblog!

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styofa doing anything

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awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?
They’re posting pro pedophilic content op that’s what
it’s been ten years
its been 12 years
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Loss is a dancing queen, young and sweet, only 17
18. it’s now legally allowed to vote, drive and buy hard liquors in a lot of countries
mutual 1: end-of-the-rope suicideposting
mutual 2: the new dandys world event is mid as fuck
mutual 3: liveblogging a foursome
mutual 4: on lunch break
mutual 5: went missing 2 years ago
Hunter x Hunterの最後の部分のテーマ曲「表裏一体」は最近何回も聞いてたんだ。ノーマルな日々やってます😀
glory hole but there's no one on the other side, only the pure untainted thrill of fucking a wall.
Remember when everyone knew the YouTube CEO by name and blamed her personally for everything wrong with YouTube when the CEO was a woman? And how when she was replaced by a man people didn't do the same to him despite YouTube getting worse and worse? I wonder what the reason for that might be 🤔
1960s Dining Room.
Source: The Giki Tiki Archives
me analyzing my favorite characters:
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.
I’m not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
The Summertime Is A Little Different From The Normaltime
Did You Know Clovers Theyre Doing This Kind Of Thing Nowadays
happy june everybody i hope you get fucked and/or sucked this month
what if we don't wanna be?
then i hope for peace
Not to point out the blindingly frigging obvious but if you label female people who aren’t attracted to males ‘terfs’, and encourage or excuse violence against ‘terfs’, you are advocating for hate crimes against lesbians.
Are you okay with people being exclusively same sex attracted?
You mean being transphobic?
Jan Rembowski (1879–1923) - Fighting the Dragon (Killing the Beast), 1909