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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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shark vs the universe
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Acquired Stardust
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Xuebing Du
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
izzy's playlists!
oozey mess
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@theuselessmop
Driving a car is like microdosing zombie apocalypse. Whenever you see something human-shaped walking around, you have to keep an eye on it because sometimes it's a survivor who has made it this far by being sharp enough to anticipate potential risks and know how to stay out of harm's way, and sometimes it's a two-legged walking lump of meat with zero concept of self-preservation.
Whenever someone acts like something I didn't know is the most obvious kind of common knowledge that everyone is supposed to have, I like asking "where was I supposed to learn this?" because either it offers them an opportunity to be humbled by the reminder that their experiences are not universal, and that the background that shaped me was different than the one that shaped them.
Or then I get to be humbled by learning that this is something that was literally taught in school, while I was sitting in the back of the class drawing an eye.
my daily affirmation as an author
Bitches will say they want a "fairytale wedding" and then get offended when I show up uninvited and curse their firstborn.
Hm. So apparently people with epilepsy can learn to sense when they have a seizure coming. I wonder if you could use that as a plot device thing in a story somewhere.
Like there's some big-ass Great Public Council Meeting about some important politicial issue, Roman Senate style, and there's two opposing sides about the issue, but also a big chunk of undecided people who could be persuaded to vote either way. And there's someone in attendance, who hasn't spoken out loud about the issue anywhere but sides strongly with one of the options. And just when the dispute is about to swing to the wrong direction, they sense a seizure about to happen, and it's too late for them to try to get out of there or really even warn anyone.
So instead they just stand up, boldly announce, "I, for one, am sure that [option they do not want] cannot fail! If I am wrong, let the Gods smite me right where I stand!" and then the fucking seizure hits.
worrying is like worshipping the problem
and brother i’m on my knees
I know this is about capitalism but it's also about my knees
a reminder that ursula le guin’s writing schedule was the best writing schedule.
Okay, everyone take cover, because it's hot take time:
It's actually pretty racist to bring up cultures where people eat insects as traditional foods when someone was talking about eating a random bug off the ground as an example of someone doing feral activities and behaving like a wild animal. Those are two completely different things. I'm pretty sure that the kind of insects that people eat are specifically farmed to be food, they're treated in ways that keep them clean and fit for human consumption. And after that they are seasoned, cooked, and/or prepared in some other way to make them tasty. That's different from an unidentified bug that nobody sane would just snatch off the ground and into their mouth.
Imagine if someone made a post like "I just saw some guy snatch a pigeon straight from the air and bite its fucking head off. I hate this city." And someone popped in like "actually eating birds is considered completely normal in a lot of cultures! Bird meat is actually considered a delicacy in some places. White people do it all the time :)" like there's zero difference between a raw pigeon that was alive when you started eating it, and a bucket of fried chiken.
no u fucken dont
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"I asked chat gpt" ok well i asked dangerous crow boy and he ate my dress. help. im cold
Was your dress prahaps made of plastic??
Imagine that one day as you're walking on a hot sunny path, your hat jumps off your head and lands into a muddy ditch. And you look at your muddy hat and ask it: "What did you do that for?"
"I don't want to be a burden anymore", your hat answers. "You are always carrying me around, and I can't carry you. That's not fair."
"I don't mind carrying you, little idiot", you tell your hat, "you hardly weight anything at all, and you shelter me from the sun."
"But that's different", your hat protests. "I don't mind the sun scorching on me. That happens anyway. It's literally no trouble for me to shade you too."
"Just the same it's no trouble for me to carry you. But now, because you wanted to stop inconveniencing and bothering me, I am now hatless and you are in the dirt."
Artfully layering an axe bodyspray deodorant and two different perfume oils to create a tasteful mixture of amber, oud, mint, lavender, moss and petrichor, producing a scent that smells exactly like damp, stale, rotting laundry.
Reminds me of that tumblr user that made powdered milk with sparkling water and created instant spoiled milk
That was also me.
Do you know any other ways to speed ruin things?
I wish I knew any other way to do anything.
