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Not us getting almost personally offended by the anti-wolf propaganda in Yellowstone (the western soap opera tv show thing, not the national park)
why the hell does spade use tumblr in light mode he's insane how does anyone do this
So I was re-listening to some of the Clean speeches and I realized some things about this insightful gem-
"You very innocently post something and then all of a sudden there is a comment down below it and it says something really horrible for no reason at all, completely unprovoked. And maybe you have 10 of your friends saying nice things about you, but the only thing you’re gonna remember is that one person who said, like, you’re so annoying, or that’s such a lame outfit, or something absolutely deflating and defeating like that. When I see this happen, it makes me think about how, when we were little kids and we’re on the playground – if you want to go up and say something mean to someone, you have to look and see the expression on their face after you say it. And it teaches you the feeling of remorse of seeing what it’s like to someone else cry, or to make someone else hurt. Today, no one has to see your face when you read a comment that says that you’re ugly, or everyone hates you, or why do you even bother. No one has to see how much it hurts you because you have to live with it. And I just wanted to let you know that I don’t think that’s fair, and I don’t think that’s right, and I don’t know how to fix it, but I love you and I’m sorry that that’s ever happened to you."
Taylor said similar things involving anonymous mean comments on the Internet; and I realized that she's kinda taken all this and brilliantly summarized it with "Say it in the street, that's a knock-out/But you say it in a Tweet, that's a cop-out," because no matter how you look at it, sending someone hate/bullying over the Internet is not only egregiously wrong but it's also cowardly since it doesn't require having to deal face-to-face with anyone regarding what you've said. The Internet has made it easy for cowardly people to spew their vitriol anonymously but we can rise above it knowing what this in itself says about the sender. Anyways, Taylor goes on, as we know, to give some really empowering and encouraging advice in those speeches and it's a good PSA in general but especially to anyone who's ever been a victim of cyber bullying or anon hate- remember Taylor's words. Remember that a person sending you hate online anonymously is nothing but a cop-out from someone too gutless to own up to their own insecurities.
And after all- you are not the opinion of someone else who doesn't know you!
Ron Hextall: look, Provy, you are doing amazing on the ice. But it has come to our attention that you need to use kinder words to your friends.
Ivan Provorov: my friends are dumb, and they need to know.
Abridged version of Weird Dream Of The Week:
I was trapped in this box-like cement room except it had some glass windows. There were other people in there with me, and we were all burning to death, except we couldn’t die until all the meat was burned away from our bones. Every surface hurt to touch and everyone was panicking. So I started trying to pull their flesh off to help them die faster. I looked out the window but there was a fuckton of zombies out there trying to get in, also burning in the process. I looked down at my hand and it was just skeleton by then. At some point at the end I looked down at the floor and saw just a pile of my own bones
Tfw you want to share your fucked up dreams in the group chat but a quarter of the way in you realize you’re describing something graphic and hellish and probably shouldn’t so you backspace all the way and put it on tumblr instead
Oooohh my god it’s one of those days where I feel like I’m one bad event away from criminal charges
CLEAR 👏 YOUR FUCKING 👏 PLATES 👏👏👏 BEFORE LEAVING THEM ON THE FUCKING SINK COUNTER OH MY GOD
I am this 🤏 this close to mauling my brother and sister in law :) like an enraged chimp
YOURE 47 FUCKING YEARS OLD, I’m 23 I don’t need to clean up after your toddler asses!!! Neither does mom!!! We’re letting you live here for FREE PULL SOME FUCKING WEIGHT
I know this vent sounds delusional I promise I’m not always this unhinged over a few dirty dishes:’) I’m just so fucking tired of it all. At this point dying isn’t enough, someone needs to put me through a wood chipper
I need a hug. And probably some weed.