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how we feelin' dead outlaw fans
not to sound like a christian facebook mom but some of yall need to have grace in your hearts for the people in your lives or the people you pass once on the road and never see again like you literally need to stop assuming the worst of everyone and their intentions it is poisoning your brain. you can be careful and responsible without being a miserable person. it is possible i promise
it’s Oscar week so here’s a text I sent to my friend about the probable best picture winner cause im still fucking angry about it:
ready for the onslaught of “you just didn’t understand it😔”, but I was done engaging with this film in good faith when I sat through a prolonged rape joke followed by a woman being assaulted, tied up and gagged for 20 minutes while everyone laughed. I don’t think it’s funny, I will never think it’s funny. This movie has nothing to say about sex work and if you go into it already empathizing with sex workers(or any woman, frankly)it has absolutely nothing to reveal to you. The ending says, what? That Anora devalues herself by having or valuing sex? Groundbreaking! A woman who has little to no backstory and no personality outside of “spunky”being assaulted, insulted and berated for 2 hours straight. To say what? That rich people devalue the poor? You can explore that(in this context! With a similar premise!)without objectifying your lead actress and CERTAINLY without fucking goddamn 10 minute rape jokes. In a movie that people keep insisting to me is “empowering.” I hated this film.
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can i say something? im so sick of watching the most misogynistic bs ive ever seen every award season and then having people insist to me for MONTHS that these films are actually feminist masterpieces. when literally all of these movies are written and directed by men. and you can tell. why do i have to watch 30 minutes of a woman getting tied up, beaten while screaming in fear and then degraded for the remainder of the film? why do i have to watch women’s entire “self discovery” framed around her feministly having sex with men(with a titillating ooo la la experimentation with a sapphic relationship that is immediately hand waved away. thanks.)? literally hours of women being violated and assaulted but it’s feminist because the women are So Strong or It’s The Point or That’s How She Sees Herself😔. fuck off. Klute, a film made in fucking 1971 is a more nuanced and respectful take on sex work and women than the bullshit i just watched from 2024. im so fucking TIRED
the computer with the last video i had with you finally crapped out for good today. it’s strange because i haven’t talked to you for over 2 years now and i still cried. it’s strange because i know im forever the villain in your story, and i know in the same position you would not have cried. but im me, and i did. and it still fucking hurts. and then i get mad at myself that it hurts, because you aren’t worth my hurt. and i know you haven’t hurt a fucking second for me or for what you did. and then it starts all over again. gah.
The Outsiders Broadway cast: Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade 2024
bro why’d i agree to reread the outsiders while working on a thesis on Depictions Of Death And Grief. i know what this book does to me. i can’t even intellectualize this like i can other art that impacted Young Me i literally just start “because. because. because like. because like. yeah.”
why would you say that to me if you knew how i was feeling.
what is your dress code at work?
full uniform
required PPE (e.g. hi-viz vest, lab coat)
partial uniform (e.g. store polo)
strict dress code (e.g. business casual)
moderate dress code (e.g. no shorts)
lenient dress code
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(if you have multiple jobs, answer for the one with the strictest dress code. this is only about clothing, not rules about piercings or tattoos)
welcome back to another episode of my tiktok fyp absolutely destroying me
fully quit the job that was a life raft during the collapse of my entire life because, while it was something to hold, it’s kind of taking the love i used to hold for my profession. starting the process of taking a new, less demanding job in the same profession to try to fall in love with emergency medicine again. starting over for the 2nd time in 3 years in my mid 20s. it’d be funny if it so wasn’t.
starting this job tomorrow and I’m soooooo scared that it’s going to drain me just like the last one and then I’m going to have to REALLY confront if I’ve spent most of my adult life working toward a goal I can’t achieve and maybe didn’t even want. I have a tweenhood friend that is currently at the top of their profession and I’m still toying with going back to media school. shits kinda scary bro.
fully quit the job that was a life raft during the collapse of my entire life because, while it was something to hold, it’s kind of taking the love i used to hold for my profession. starting the process of taking a new, less demanding job in the same profession to try to fall in love with emergency medicine again. starting over for the 2nd time in 3 years in my mid 20s. it’d be funny if it so wasn’t.
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hi again tumblr. i was looking through my archive from 15 year old me 10 years ago(!!!)while walking down the block to pick up a latte while wearing fuckass black sunglasses and barbie movie merch while listening to taylor swift and thought about how much that miserable little bitch(15 year old me)would hate that and it made me laugh😌thought id share
important market research question: what lines from tv shows or movies just forever knock you on your ass no matter how many times you hear them? there’s a lot but it’s a toss up between “i’m not a religious person but I do sometimes think god made you for me” (normal people) or “it is worth it. and everything around it is worth it….every moment. everything is worth it.” and “we’re more than just psychology” (bones)
ah yes they call me “No Queue” Jones because I post everything I reblog at once with no breaks in between and then vanish into the night for extended periods of inactivity