Untittled

[welliguessimin]

I'm message antagonistic btw, if I don't recognice you and you message me I will assume you're a bot and attack you with questions, answer them all correctly and I might allow you to keep talking to me but so far nobody has passed my turing test. Besides, even if you're human and fun to talk to I don't necessarily want to do it bc then we'll be friends and I'll think about your views of me whenever I post and that'll be stifiling

[welliguessimin]

I love the phrase "break a leg" as a concept, like you can wish someone the most horrendous injuries right before they do something important and they'll just thank you bc they know that you meant that you hope all will go well. Its so fun

[welliguessimin]

idk if Ive said this before but a few weeks ago I looked at some old pictures of my sibling and it hit me that older siblings were once only childs, subject of all the attention of everyone. I mean its so obvious but I just hadnt been able to picture it, a life where you're the only important child, pictures of only you instead of mainly of you and your sibling together... it's so strange, imagine not having someone else to fight and compare yourself to and share everything with, sounds fake

[glumshoe]

what do I have to do to go to events where people are dressed nicely and there are plates of free cheese cubes

[nowlander]

Go to the inaugurations of littlely known artists’ exhibitions.

We are always begging for people to attend, there actually is the “hack” to invite your whole family but tell them to pretend they don’t know you. People with money are more willing to buy your work if they think many people likes it, so your mere presence eating our cheese and canapes will be a great helps. Please bring whoever you want too.

[glumshoe]

Don’t mind if I do!

I will dress like an eccentric weirdo if that helps.

[themightyglamazon]

[modmad]

one time a pal of my pals was having a tough time selling their work in an art exhibit and called us up on the last day, ‘us’ being about 8 students who were Very hungry and also bored. We put on the nicest/artsiest clothes we had available (one dude had a legit fancy suit and put on some shades which were Bright Pink he looked like a movie star I swear) and rolled up to the show in pairs, separately. Fine Art Pal has some nice paintings! but nobody is really paying attention to them, so after getting some fancy cheese cubes in a manner that did not betray that we were actually a ravenous pack of starving students we casually wander around the show and then, fairly individually, drift to a stop by their work. Some of us even walked away, then came back a bit later ‘captivated’ by the art (it was actually really nice but recall we were all poor as shit and this was a help hustle). Our group’s interest naturally caught other folks, and eventually there was a small clump of about 15 people musing over this art, and within ten minutes the biggest piece had been snatched up by a shrewd investor. by the end of the exhibit every single piece was sold. It helped pay off the artist’s student debt and on that success they got into another exhibit! They’ve been doing well ever since.

So yes, please attend new artist shows, you get free cheese, get to look at nice art, and you can really help out people who deserve more attention.

[depsidase]

[welliguessimin]

hungrily eating my lips

[bathroomcube]

how your 20s feel when you dont know what ur doing

[kurgy]

wheres seasons greasons

[kurgy]

[kurgy]

its that time of year again

[theangriestlittleunicorn]

It doesn’t have to be

[kurgy]

its not optional

[cryptidconservationcorps]

It’s that time of year again

[welliguessimin]

I was a part of something once, a beloved vital part of the whole, presence assumed and sought after, I was adjusted because who I was slotted right in with the rest of the whole, I just was and I was right where and whom I was supposed to be

[shutoffthelights]

to me, there's an innate horror in tradwife content. it's always a pretty young girl in her late teens, early 20s. she's so young. she's basically a baby herself. maybe she's about your age. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

either way, she always has at least three kids, sometimes more. you don't want to ask when she had them, but she had to have them young because her youngest had to have been born when she was at least seventeen based on how time works. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

she's smiling but there's something missing in her eyes - a spark that should be there. there's no passion, there's just the movements of the day. sometimes she'll give an interview where she says she barely feels like getting out of bed, and other times she says nothing. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

her world isn't real - it's neat kitchens and made from scratch cheese. she tells you how she doesn't need feminism because she likes this life, she likes wearing pretty dresses, don't you dare pity her. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

you scroll up to an ex tradewife in her forties talking about how her husband divorced her and left her for a younger girl, leaving her destitute and penniless and twenty years out of the workforce. you scroll again to a pretty young girl saying she doesn't need a job, her husband will take care of her. you scroll again. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

another woman, this time in her early thirties, talking about how she just managed to leave her abusive husband and has nothing and he took the kids, warning and pleading young girls to not fall for tradwife lies. you scroll again to a young tradwife girl saying that would never happen to her, and you're just jealous of her. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

you scroll again. a teen girl tells you that she'll just track her period, she doesn't NEED a toxic chemical like birth control. you scroll again to an obgyn pleading with young girls to understand birth control is just hormonal, and that period tracking isn't effective. you just watch happen. you can't save her.

you scroll again, and it's jd vance saying how women belong in the homes and shouldn't be allowed to vote. that their husbands should decide how they should vote. you scroll again to a domestic abuse counselor telling women their vote is private and they can lie to their husbands. you just watch it happen. you can't save her.

she doesn't want you to save her. how dare you pity her. you just watch it happen. you can't save her. a horrible feeling washes over you. you just watch it happen.

[shutoffthelights]

[welliguessimin]

Everything is bouba or kiki, warm or cold, dull or sharp. Is that pain bouba or kiki, many such cases

[welliguessimin]

anytime someone I follow posts something Im not sure about I trust in the me that followed them, remember that its human to be wrong, and move on.

[welliguessimin]

You can swallow me whole, you wouldn't be the first

I'm happy to provide nutrients for you

I don't have flavours been eaten too often

I hope you don't mind Just eat me again

I don't know what else to do but I can feed a village with my soul

[thoodleoo]

there's definitely an assumption that kids who take latin are a certain type of weird and i try to make it clear that latin is a subject anyone can take. that being said the other day i had to quiet my children down by promising that i would teach them about cannibalism but only if they behaved

[thoodleoo]

loving people tagging and replying with "everyone wants to learn about cannibalism thats not weird." i say this lovingly but we're on the cannibalism fan website

[lustcannibalism]

they should invent a way for me to do tasks without the mind torture

[intr0verted-weird0]

[yourlocalnautilus]

the fact that generative A.I. has created a completely new fundamental doubt in reality (checking to see if an artwork we see is manmade or not) and doubt in the instinct of enjoying art is unforgivable. its sickeningly tragic, and i mean it. NOTHING is worth this price and i hope that everyone will one day realize this.