I made a bunch of lgbt+ bees for my Etsy shop! Check it out, if you're interested! 😊
https://www.etsy.com/shop/ThatRndmJesse
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I made a bunch of lgbt+ bees for my Etsy shop! Check it out, if you're interested! 😊
https://www.etsy.com/shop/ThatRndmJesse
I hate the videoification of everything. If I have to hear one more video of someone speaking closely into their shitty mic and I have to have all their yucky wet mouth noises and plosives and nose whistles and throat clearings and sniffles I am going to dig a vertical hole the exact dimensions of my body and I’m going to slither in head first
as someone with misophonia, the widespread popularization of asmr audio editing + people that are being pushed to make video content with no formal training and have no idea how to edit their audio (ex college professors, average joe tiktokers, etc) is literally my nightmare scenario. this is hell I am in hell
graduated and was blessed by ladybug freaks 💛🐞🎓
oh that gap in my resume? i was imprisoned by the lizard king for a few years, it was a whole thing. big misunderstanding, completely exonerated. but that ties into the next item on the list, 2 years as consort to the lizard king. that was actually a volunteer situation
cybertrucks are so amazing to me. sure it may be unsafe to drive and unimaginably expensive and ugly as shit but at least everyone who sees you driving it thinks youre a nazi
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This is such a "common sense" way of putting it. Everybody memorize this for spitting it back out whenever needed.
Never thought I'd have the opportunity to say this again: Reducing women and girls to their vaginas and then forcing them to show those vaginas to strangers is not a feminist ideal.
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ah fuck, so sorry ma’am-
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my mom once told me i was a ski jumper in a past life because she dreamed about a ski jumper dying in a terrible accident when she was pregnant with me, and said it was definitely true cause the ski jumper in her dream was also blonde. i never had the heart to tell her this is absolutely not something catholics can believe.
"Diversity of opinion" but the opinions are "We should use a chainsaw to rescue a cat from a tree" and "We should trap more cats on the tree and then set it on fire"
To clarify: If those are your only options (and they often are) it's your moral imperative to choose the chainsaw.
Fuck this rhetoric. You are not obligated to choose the chainsaw. Go create a better solution.
#mybloodchainsaw
please do not look up to me. I am 1 inch tall. I'm down here. if you look up you won't see me
but what if i.....
I REALLY LIKE THIS ART THIS IS SO CUTE I'M BEING HELD UP
"They go to SEX CLUBS and pretend to be DOGS!"
Yeah well you go to church every Sunday and pretend to be a good person
Bounce
Elliot and Magdalene bounce within three days of each other.
Magdalene bounces first, at the ripe old age of 82, bed-bound and breathing only with the aid of a respirator. The pooling blood in her legs had formed into little coagulated beads, and one finally dislodged and swam the stream to her brain, where it wedged in tight like a pebble caught in the rudder of a boat and flat-lined Magdalene.
The on-call doctors do nothing but watch. Magdalene’s heart stops, and her brain waves quiet to nothing, and the wisp of breath vanishes from her throat. The flat keen of her monitors confirms she is entirely, unmistakably dead. The nurse assigned to her sits at Magdalene’s bedside, idle and distracted, fingers fiddling her pager, hovering, waiting.
It takes 20 minutes for Magdalene’s vitals to stir again. A single staccato blip breathes back into her heart rate monitor. A second blip follows. And a third. Her heart rate stabilizes. Her blood oxygenation spikes. Her monitors flicker back to life. The bedside nurse removes the breathing tube from her throat and marks Magdalene’s chart as “bounced”.
Elliot bounces 3 days later - from the blunt force trauma of falling down the hospital stairs. He claims he fell while trying to visit Magdalene one floor below. He also claims to have forgotten about the elevator. The doctors all suspect he intentionally bounced himself, but it’s not worth fussing over. Ethical bouncing is common enough. And for the sake of joining his wife, his bounced age is close enough. Elliot isn’t even hospitalized. His bouncing is perfectly clean.
For the next 4 months, Elliot visits every day to wheel Magdalene around the hospital garden. She is able to leave her bed now, but she is still immobile, her hips too worn to support her weight. So Elliot pushes the wheelchair, and they talk and talk about hopeful nothings, two octogenarians moving in frail, stuttering, slow circuits around the garden pond. They have a lot of plans to make, and a lot of time to pass, and a lot of bad jokes to tell. Elliot likes to flex his trembling arms and say he’s spry again, like a 60 year old, and he can feel it. Magdalene doesn’t tire of the joke. She laughs every time.
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