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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@somekindofinnocenceofficial
i like villains who are just evil for like. the attention
villains who are like. i can stop being evil whenever i want im only holding the city ransom to get my own wikipedia page
villains who are like. (presses detonate) i can't help being a scorpio
the most life-changing customer i’ve ever had at work was a guy who came up to me and my coworker when we were at cash and said ‘hey kids…. wanna see something?’
and I said sure because why the fuck not, i’m here for a good time not a long time, and this motherfucker pulled a railroad spike out of his pocket.
A GODDAMN
ANTIQUE
RAILROAD
SPIKE
It was a fucking foot long chunk of steel that weighed about five pounds on its own so i was like ‘huh….. neat’
and he said ‘wait. there’s more’ and he took out a screwdriver. inlaid into the head of the spike. ‘things aren’t always as they appear’ he said as he unscrewed the bit and pulled out of this goddamn railroad spike
a statue
a tiny, tiny golden statue stood on the base of this flathead screw. it was a tiny golden man standing next to a tiny golden flower with gemstones in the petals. the whole thing was smaller than my thumbnail is tall. it was detailed enough that the tiny man had facial features. it was amazing.
‘oh my god,’ i said. ‘how long did it take you to make that?’
‘here’s a word of advice,’ he said, ‘never answer that question when people ask it. it devalues your work. you’ll get faster and better at things, and be able to make more art in less time. they don’t need to know about the process, just the product’.
and he left and that’s the one artistic piece of advice i definitely wanna hold to.
don’t tell people how long it takes to make shit.
When you’re out with your dad and he just keeps talking to some random guy
Everyone everywhere has always had a concept of “the last straw” or “death by a thousand cuts” or “the tipping point” and yet when people tried to coin the very reasonable term “microaggression” for how even “small” forms of discrimination build up and can ruin someone’s life, it got mocked and sneered at so hard that the term fizzled and died and now there’s no convenient way to explain what it’s like for someone to experience an insidiously slow burn of hostile or ignorant treatment without it summoning the 4chan meme brigade
Never forget
He played two different subculture characters completely differently during a time where both would have been played as “brooding”. The mans amazing.
Don’t forget, he played Shaggy so well in the movie that he was chosen to voice the role after Casey Kasem, the original actor, retired.
He also runs a cool DnD website!
King! 👑
what the hell is this in the soda section of walmart
i be in the kitchen
you all hate me for my floor microwave yet who is winning bake ziti competitions across the globe that’s right me
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EVERYTHING IS OFF THE FLOOR ARE WE HAPPY NOW? CAN WE BE HAPPY FOR ME
Why do you need 3 sinks that’s just excessive
The Mysterious Death of the Somerton Man Revisited
I want tattoos and emotional stability.
The witches have come to lay their claim.
a pair of mischievous goblins examine their new charge
Ebony and Tenebrous were aghast. “Did you hear what those fairies gave her? Beauty, grace and willingness to please? Bast’s tits, that’s a terrible thing to do to a kitten.“ Ten got up on her hind legs. “Never trust a flying thing that gives you a mouthful of glitter when you catch it. Come on, Eb, let’s give her our gifts.” “Like half a shrew? I tried giving her that, her dam shouted at me.“ “Quite right too,“ said Ten wisely, “it’s got be at least four weeks before she can manage the skulls. That’ll be my gift then. May you always be able to manage skulls. Big ones, small ones, beaky ones, mousey ones, any sort of skull.“ Ebony copied her sister’s pose. “And may you always catch the flying things. Then you’ll never be hungry, and that’s much better than fairy wishes.” *** Thirty years later, Alba was everyone’s favourite keeper at the zoo. Not only could she cure her colleagues’ headaches just by telling their skulls to give over, but she was the only person they’d ever know who could work alone in the emu enclosure…
YES THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
you have to unlearn social cues to be a lush employee
Lush employee once asked if i wanted to sample some soap. I said sure, thinking id smell it or she’d let me wash my hands with it or something. She takes me by the arm and leads me to a sink. And fucking washes my entire arm. Up to the shoulder. I short circuited from how bold and intimate that was. It was my first time in a Lush, as i was an edgy mall rat in my teens so they wouldn’t let me in growing up. I had no idea of the intricate rituals that take place there.
effects of parental abuse
+ the inability or struggle to say “no”, because disobedience meant punishment and you are used to being directed all the time
+ being unable to emotionally relate with your family (especially parents, if they are the abuser). concurring thoughts of “i won’t care if THEY die”, or “they won’t care if I die”
+ always afraid/hesitant to confide in someone else about feelings or thoughts, because you are used to being neglected/dismissed when you talk about your feelings, constantly being replied with “get over it”. the consequence of this is that the emotions/feelings pile up inside over time and, when you reach the limit, you suddenly become self-destructive or imminently violent/emotional
+ however, when given the chance to CONFIDE about your feelings with freedom confidently, everything spills out, even if it’s with a stranger or with someone you have not been in contact for very long.
+ you always assume that the answer to every question/statement you say is “no”, even if you definitely know the person is very likely to say “yes”. you prepare for denial and disappointment and feel a huge wave of relief when they say “yes”.
+ being secretive about enjoyment/liking things, or being secretive in what you’ve done for the day, even if it’s not deemed “bad” or “illegal”.
+ simultaneously confused whether you have affection towards your parent(s) or you hate them whole-heartedly, despite knowing that they abuse you. the confusion stems from “well, they’re my parent, so i think they’re doing this because they love me”, though the thought is, of course, false
+ being scared that people will only take advantage of you, as your parents consequently thought of you as an object to benefit from, and not someone to love.
+ being easily attached to others, because you had no parental figure. this can lead you to being easily manipulated and you are very easily controlled. children under parental abuse are also more likely to have “chosen families”.
+ having an “escape plan” or “last resort” if you still live with your parents, just in case they do something worse to you, thinking up of elaborate plans to get out, how you’ll survive, where you’ll stay, etc.
+ being surprised learning that other parents are unlike your parents, and having to have someone/a source to tell you that what your parents are doing is abusive, and as a child you thought it was normal to be unhappy at home.
+ liking school or days out because that meant being away from your parents
+ developing emotional/personality disorders and distorted thinking
