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it's like damn are people like not born in the 90's anymore?
this all goes back to how sometime around the late 90s/early 2000s they stopped making people born in the 90s and switched over to making people born in the 2000s. it's not a coincidence
reading crime and punishment feels like this sometimes
"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?
thy mother
Art thou for fucking real
washing dishes is evil because you go "oh fuck there's so many dishes this is gonna take foreverrr" and then you enter the dish abyss and emerge with your abdomen somehow covered in water and your hands all wrinky and then you look at the clock and what felt like half an hour was actually 10 minutes
The legacies people leave behind in you.
My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.
I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.
I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.
I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.
I learned to love books because my father loved them first.
How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.
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The Bird of A Thousand Voices, installation by Boris Acket at the Vilnius Light Festival in the St. Catherine Church, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟨
so back when my little brother was in high school, my mom went as a chaperone for their senior year field trip to an amusement park. which, you know, brave move to volunteer to supervise a bunch of high school seniors let loose in a wonderland of rollercoasters and sugar
my brother and his friends in this field trip group were truly great kids. but they were not above run of the mill teenage boy shenanigans. it’s the end of senior year, you and all your buddies are at the amusement park, you’re naturally going to want to act like a complete moron
there was one kid in the group who was especially prone to goofing around. committed to the bit, some may say. my mom knew that if nonsense was going to break out, he’d likely be at the center of it
so she goes up to this kid at the very start of the trip and says “hey, i’m kinda worried about this chaperoning thing. this might be a lot to ask, but can you help me keep an eye on everyone? you wouldn’t have to do anything big, just be an extra set of eyes for me.”
friends, this kid proceeded to run their field trip group like the fucking us marines. everyone is at the meet up spots at the designated time. everyone waits in line for the rides like a bunch of boy scouts. the second the horseplay gets too out of hand, this kid is getting it back under control
it’s incredible how differently people act based on the expectations you set. instead of going to this kid and saying “hey, i know you’re trouble, so i’ve got my eye on you,” my mom went “hey, i know you have influence in your peer group, so i think you can help me.”
treat someone like a problem, they’ll act like a problem. but give people a chance to help, make them feel important, and they usually rise far above the occasion. it was a stroke of genius that i’m honestly still in awe of
important reminder that most people you follow online are significantly lamer than you think they are including me. and if you feel insecure comparing yourself to someone online: DON'T. theyre probably also lame and weird. most people on the internet are
developing the hots for ryan gosling because of project hail mary is so fucking embarrassing I swear to god. that is a conventionally attractive man. a noted hollywood heartthrob. he's even blond, are you kidding me? did he win people magazine's sexiest man alive? I don't know. I'm not going to check but it wouldn't surprise me at this point. it's such a mainstream taste. such a clichéd celebrity crush. like oh I fancy ryan gosling and my favourite drink is coca-cola and my favourite snack is ready salted crisps. jesus christ. 'b-b-but i only like him when he's in a science pun tshirt and playing a dorky-awkward loner type!' doesn't matter. he's still ryan 'ken from barbie' gosling. it's so trite. I feel like the weird nerd girl in a teen coming-of-age romcom falling for the super popular jock. don't I know that I have a reputation to uphold here? cringe.
This post is the spiritual successor to that post about David Corenswet:
Trump has cost me quite a lot of money due to extremely specific policy decisions in the big beautiful bill.
Sure, I'm out thousands of dollars a year and probably won't have health care in a year or two, but at least he's really angry at foreigners and isn't that worth anything I have to pay?
Increased student loan payments, increased health care premiums (To the point of "no longer affordable"), tariffs, the Strait of Hormuz is closed, and I have to listen to billionaires like Trump and Musk get all fucking weepy-eyed about how much they love Americans like me.
I'm a fucking white guy who can trace my family back to both the Mayflower and the Jamestown colony and these people spend so much time sanctimoniously talking about their vast love and concern for me, all the while pulling money out of my wallet and explaining that hard-working taxpayers like myself will no longer be forced to subsidize moochers like me.
But hey, at least when they beat people and heard them into squalid camps they say that it's a gift to me, and aren't I so grateful that they're looking out for me?
I am stressed out and I also am so fucking tired of listening to the god damn sanctimony of these fucking pieces of shit. About how worried they are and about how I deserve to live in a country that shares my values and how unfair it is that people say mean things about me sometimes until it comes time to provide one concrete thing at which point I suddenly become a moocher and all that America for Americans stuff goes out the window.
At least the old Republicans didn't spend so much time pretending they were doing me a huge favor when they fucked me over.
This Presidency is easily the one that has increased my financial hardship the most while also being the one that goes the furthest out of its way to whine and weep about how hard I have it and how much more they love me than anybody else and how they aren't going to let anybody push me around anymore now that they're in charge and how everything they do is for me and it truly does make me loathe them.
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