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''what if my writing isn't good eno--'' what if it's a reflection of your soul. what if it has a place in this world. what if you write it anyway
hey is anyone else sick of having to adapt to horrible conditions over and over again
the humble woolly mammoth
me listening to my playlist: omg thatās crazy i love this song
children are so fucking funny man. i just overheard a kid go āi just learned a new way to pinch, wanna see it? it hurts a lot more!ā followed by a loud, notably pained scream
Going to see children and adolescents dance badly, play ball badly, sing badly, play recorder badly because they are young: YES! YOU ARE LEARNING! INCREDIBLE!
People are so rude about going to watch the children in their lives do stuff shittily. āUgh toddler dance recital,ā āugh tee-ball weekend again,ā āugh nativity play.ā
That guy learned what skipping is this year and now heās playing the piano the worst Iāve ever seen but the best heās ever done! ARENāT YOU CAPTIVATED BY THEIR ABILITY TO DO A LITTLE BIT WHEN PREVIOUSLY THEY COULD DO NOTHING? Be filled with wonder and joy!
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How did you get so beautiful
Luck probably !
Story time:
In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.
Hereās what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.
What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didnāt want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.
The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasnāt allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasnāt even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didnāt help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.
So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmesās blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the ārightā answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. Itās not about truth when itās about paying rent. Thereās no scientific integrity if you canāt control for human desperation.
āš½Black men deserve peace.
āš¾Black men deserve respect.
āšæBlack men deserve to feel safe.
āš½Black men deserve to grow.
āš¾Black men deserve to thrive.
āšæBlack men deserve to love.
āš½Black men deserve to be themselves.
āš¾Black men deserve to live their lives.
āi carry your heart with meā locket pendant
u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then
do not go to Dr. Kenneth Wolf for top surgery
I went to him because he was 1.) the cheapest possible option and since I needed crowdfunding that seemed best 2.) within driving distance of my friends whoād be able to host me. I didnāt have any complications and I donāt hate my results, so the fact that he stopped offering free revisions after COVID (including for people who had their surgeries before the pandemic) and ghosts everyone isnāt a huge deal personally. I do have moderate to severe dog-earring right in the middle my chest which limits what clothing I can wear and have inquired about possible revisions with other surgeons (so far no one has been willing to operate on other drās work and have told me Iād need to pay the price of a full secondary top surgery). Dr. Wolf famously ghosts all his patients after surgery and has strict weight limits.
HOWEVER I accompanied my friend to their top surgery at the University of Michigan last year that made Dr. Wolfās entire process seem back alley and sketchy by comparison. My friend had extensive pre- and post-surgical monitoring and extreme sanitary precautions. Dr. Wolf just had me take off my shirt and slapped me on the operation table still wearing my street clothes and then scraped me up and sent me home the moment I regained consciousness. His bedside manner was offputting and uncomfortable. It has been impossible to contact him ever since, even to ask politely why my stitches look so different from his other results. Other people with much worse results have also been ghosted.
i did this for like 5 minutes . Consecutively. Iām easily entertained