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@themineknight
oh, come to think of it, maybe it had something to do with my intersex condition. I almost forgot about it cause it hasn't really been relevant since I had surgery, but my body was originally resistant to androgens. I was physically weak, and I never grew chest hair. maybe that has something to do with HRT being so effective on me and my chest getting so big.
minute and minute shouldn’t be spelled the same
im not content with this content
i object to that object
I need to read what I read again
Excuse me but there’s no excuse for this
Someone should wind this post up and throw it in the wind
hunting down tumblr posts i see on pinterest part 1275
@chronicangel
I am upset at this upset in the original post chain's purpose.
You gotta be really publicly passionate about things if you want your friends to text you. Bc people will forget to text you because they’re human. But if you’re really openly the friend who loves identifying ants your friends will think of you when they see ants. And they’ll text you “what ant is this [blurry photo]”. And then they’ll ask you how you’ve been and we should get coffee sometime. But if they don’t know what you love they’ll never know what you like
And then when the ant convention is in town they’ll be like dude… we should go to the ant convention. But they would never think to go if they didn’t know u loved ants
And sometimes you need to ask them to go to the ant convention. But you Will not get anywhere hiding your passions
GIRLS THAT'S FUCKING TERRIFYING,, PLEASE FACTORY RESET YOUR PHONES GET NEW ONES IF YOU HAVE TO GET AN INDEPENDENT SIM card WHAT IS HAPPENING
I'M BEGGING YOU
THEY CANT DO THIS TO YOU PLEASE
just watched a star trek episode about a planet that relied so heavily on it's computer system that they all forgot the basics of their own knowledge. and that allowed them to miss the fact that they were being posioned with radiation and nearly ending their civilization. because they couldn't use their own knowledge to figure things out. i bring this up for no reason in particular
I acknowledge that there are a lot of different elements that go into making a really good movie, but also I am personally convinced it's like... 70% the writing
Yeah you get it
I'm worried that getting flustered about pretty women on stream is hurting my tough girl reputation.
ggghhh
grrrr
shoutout to this trans woman who hangs out on the wall as a robot girl
yeah, not really surprising so I didn't have much to say about it. Motoko is literally just a brain piloting a robot suit shaped like a woman, quite literally the same as this girl, and she still thinks her womanhood is divinely more natural and genuine than a trans woman's I guess. sad but many such cases
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.
I’m not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
this post makes me feel patriotic
Free her from her shackles
roxie post I can weirdly remember a lot of stuff from my childhood right now and i dont know why......
maybe I'm the rememberer
Did it look like this?
WOAH YES THATS THE EXACT ONE
Another good trope: “I cannot taint this relationship with my sexual desires, so instead I’m going to shamefully jerk off about them whenever I have a moment of privacy.” I do so enjoy a character getting a little stupid with lust about every little thing while handling it with restraint that’s somehow both strong as steel and razor-thin seconds from snapping. the stupider they are about it, the better, actually. If they think about their friend(/ally/subordinate/enemy/insert any relationship you can think of with whatever reasons you want for why they Can’t Go That Way with it)’s boobs, they get so horny that they get dizzy and if they don’t take care of that in the bathroom as quickly and quietly as they can, they’re convinced they’re going to do something even worse than sneaking off to jerk it.
tgggfcggvhghghg
her brain is like disco elysium
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