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I say this with all love, but somehow even in photos where Ruckus' coat is the right length to make him reasonably dog-shaped, there's just Something about his energy that makes him feel very Creature to me, lol
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I think the world would be a lot better if everyone understood OCD a lot more. Not just because folks with OCD such as myself get treated like shit because of folks not understanding, though thats part of it and people should treat us better. But because OCD is a disorder all about the connections between thoughts and actions, and the treatment is basically one big guided course on "thought crimes arent real", and everyone would be less shitty in general if they accepted that.
i have a Persian agenda where i encourage every man i know to grow the longest and prettiest hair possible
personal agenda. Personal.
iām speechless. thereās a guy for everything.
i must say, i am a huge fan of when a book is in the middle of a very exciting plot containing many interesting problems when out of nowhere for a few pages it's like, "hey by the way, real quick, here's a detailed explanation of the city's water filtration system! i'm telling you this for a reason and you should worry about it. anyway! haha okay back to the plot" and you just get to be Scared for a while
i am kissing you on the mouth right now
you are the only person who understands me. you and the person who tagged a series of unfortunate events
i don't care if it's nazis, mormons, or a bunch of misguided autistic people. if anyone ever tries to tell you your soul is from another planet and you're actually part of the class of impressive people that secretly did everything cool in the world but is now extinct and lives on through your broken genome, you RUN. YOU WILL RUN AWAY. YOU WILL SPRINT FULL SPEED AWAY FROM THAT.
grabs you by the shoulders listen. listen to my words. i understand the urge to make fanfiction about yourself and to find a reality in which you're super awesome and great and everyone who hates you is wrong and dumb. i get it. you're better than that. you can love yourself without putting other people down, dehumanizing and generalizing, and retaliating against your oppressors.
there's no NPCs. there's no aliens coming to save us. we're not the next step in human evolution. our hyperconnected nervous systems give us terrible sensory overwhelm more often than they make us geniuses. neurotypical people are sentient, conscious, aware people who are capable of understanding you. we're more the same than we are different. we're more the same than we are different. we're more the same than we are different.
first thing id do as a skeleton is drink red wine from a goblet and have it spill out everywhere . second thing id do is play my ribs like a xylophone
a thing about me is i basically never notice a wig or other kind of hairpiece in tv/movies. it has to be party city territory for me to even twig it. people will complain about characters' wigs looking bad and i will nod along but there is like a 90% chance i did not notice for a second while watching. i consider this mostly a blessing.
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today I learned that in 2008, the city council of florence overturned danteās sentence of execution if he returned from exile. yes, danteās inferno dante, who died in 1321.
but the funniest part of this is not that they were debating the exile of a man who has been dead for over 500 years.
the funniest part is that the vote was 19-5. five people voted to uphold danteās exile.
The objectively funniest part of this is actually that the city that holds his remains, Ravenna, refused to give his remains back. This was a ploy from florence to have his remains moved back for the tourist money and its been ongoing for a long time. Florence had a fake tomb built in the city to trick people into visiting, and have tried to force the return of the remains.
His actual caretakers have been very steadfast in keeping them hidden, moved, or generally out of reach to respect his choice in life to never, ever, ever return to florence, even when he was first offered the chance to return. This is at this point an almost millenium long feud that florence is really, really mad about losing
so basically the five people who wanted to uphold his exile were in the right
it's so hard to be socially conscious and also maintain a friendly relationship with people i work with
like there's only so many times you can say "hey don't say that, that's rude/bigoted/a dogwhistle" before everyone just stops talking to you. nothing changes except you're alone now. ask how i know.
it's easier to ignore the slightly offputting tranny than to actually change how you act dontchaknow
right, I'm not supposed to blog about anything serious or I'll get censored or deleted or whatever. how about that world cup, huh
I never saw people say stuff like this enough when I was a teenager, so Iām saying it now.
Iām in my mid-thirties and I have never had sex. Iāve thought about it and could have had one or two opportunities if I put in more effort, but I always decided against it because I just wasnāt into it at the time.
I can safely say that I do not feel I have missed out on anything. I was perfectly capable, by myself, of learning about my own body and boundaries without anyone else there to muddy the waters. The immense pressure that was there in my teens/twenties to Have Sex Just Do It is basically gone. Iām vibing. Iāve got my routine by myself in bed that I enjoy, and thatās enough for me.
And in the unlikely event that I ever decide to have sex with someone in the future, I donāt feel at all like Iām lacking some essential Knowledge or Skill that would āmake it goodā for someone else. I fully expect to ask my partner out loud what they like and to receive an answer clearly communicated and to relax and have fun. And if itās a disappointing experience, Iām fine with that too. It is what it is.
Sex is just not that big of a deal. I suspected it as a teen, and Iām more sure of it now. Itās fine to have it or not have it. Itās whatever.
the problem is i really do love staying up until one billion o'clock. it just cant be helped
seriously man you gotta start drinking from a jug. best feeling in the world
it's funny how "press F to pay respects" was such a gigantic meme that it seems to have permanently affected the way we talk online. people use it completely genuinely and unironically. had a bad day? F. died in a videogame? F. I see it constantly in Discord, Twitch and ingame chats. like it's actually being used as common shorthand. when it only gained prominence because of how hilariously stupid this screenshot is
