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life can be different than what you once planned or hoped, but even better than you imagined in other ways. it can hold disappointments and regrets, but still be so beautiful and full of goodness. you carry grief and sadness with you about certain things, but still experience so much joy

sanlorenzoherald

good morning

sztupy

thatlittleegyptologist

You’ll need the link!

We got Musk off our land. Let's build a monument to remind him he's a sad little b**** with no friends.

brittlepredatordemon

Actually, no, I don't think that friendships dropping like flies in your late 20s and early 30s because no one has time for that between overwork and family obligations and marriage and kids and partners and the ritual of the time slayer is normal and ok. No I don't think deep conversations and spontaneous adventures being replaced with a tired coffee every six months is a normal part of growing up. I don't think that emotional intimacy and soul bonds disintegrating in the face of practical inconvenience is a fact of life. I think that means something is deeply deeply wrong with our society and I will never forgive it for the friends I've lost

hotvampireadjacent

guiltfactory-moved

this lamb keeps trying to sacrifice itself even though no one really needs or wants it to do that

a-ship-unto-thyself

best trope: "ugh I guess I'll tolerate you for the time being, but this is a conditional, tactical alliance, and the second I get what I want, we're parting ways" to "you are the only good in the world and I will protect you to my dying breath"

wartips

shitshit shit. umm no its fine. does anyone see a grenade pin on tbe floor

crazy-brazilian

its-grape-juice-i-swear

same energy

homunculus-argument

A child's bedroom furnished entirely with those aesthetic beige instagram mom sad beige wooden toys for sad beige organic children, including a little ball pit in all the shades of brown, white, grey, beige and greige, but the owner doesn't have kids. It's all for the cats.

"They can't tell because they're colourblind", the owner explains, "and also very dumb."

el-rombo

Children’s sad beige room but the rest of the house is very colorful and eclectic. That’e just the kind of thing the kid likes and their parents respect that

homunculus-argument

The kid wears a tweed jacket and a pair of thick-rimmed 1950s style vintage glasses (regardless of need) and brings their snacks to daycare in a tiny leather briefcase.

toskarin

eating rice, there's definitely an upper limit to how much you can eat, but thinking about it in abstract? when filling a plate? it's hard to conceive of it. that's what makes it so dangerous

hometoursandotherstuff

#hi pan

simplyghosting

Me, pointing to the mirror: Do NOT become The Joker about this. This isn’t even a Condiment King situation.

consulships

i do think theres something sad about how largely only the literature that's considered especially good or important is intentionally preserved. i want to read stuff that ancient people thought sucked enormous balls

literaryreference

Time to take this post entirely too seriously:

I often wonder if this is why you so commonly see the sentiment that we are in an era of uniquely bad literature, or at least that the fact that most books don't have artistic aspirations and are not aiming to be anything other than mindless entertainment is new. In fact what's new is the idea that everything is worth preserving (and also the internet making it easier to preserve it). The dumb artistically unambitious trash books of the past have survived only sporadically, because people thought of them as literally disposable.

When I was in college I had a professor who was an expert on detective fiction. He had a longstanding beef with the idea that "Murders in the Rue Morgue" was the first detective story. He thought that it seemed way too polished to be inventing a new genre, and also that the whole orangutan business had the vibe of someone subverting preexisting audience expectations and maybe engaging in a bit of stealth parody. With the help of some student volunteers, he went trawling through old magazines and newspapers and found hundreds of detective stories from the early 1800s that just hadn't garnered enough individual attention to be remembered. This was because most of them sucked balls. He created an online archive of them, so you too can read these mostly terrible stories.

tricky-pockets

I've spent a ridiculous amount of time on Project Gutenberg sifting through forgotten old fiction and lemme tell ya. a lot of that stuff sucks ass.

asteroidtroglodyte

Tremendously comforting, really.

leafcabbage

sometimes people will make you feel stupid for being kind. this makes it hard to stay kind. it is important that you do anyway. if you have become unkind, it is important to remember that you can become kind again. it's a skill, not an inherent trait.

antigonickpdf

our longing for inconvenience by hanif abdurraqib (id in alt)

vulturevanity

I think we need to kill the sentiment that people lose their right to personhood once they do something bad enough

vulturevanity

I don't know who needs to hear this but you need to stop dehumanising people even if those people are "abusers" or "creeps" because you need to understand that you are not immune to doing something equally as bad

Abusers and creeps are not some species of especially heinous animal or alien or monster wearing the face of a human. They're people. And you NEED to drill it into your head that they are people because you NEED to remember that people are capable of doingn heinous shit. And you are a person. And your loved ones are people.

By emotionally classifying people who have done heinous things as subhuman filth incapable of thinking and feeling and acting just like you and me, and by using that emotional dehumanization as a reason to deny those people any compassion or support on a systemic level, you risk becoming blind to abuse/violence perpetrated by someone close to you or even yourself. Because if "abusers don't deserve rights", then you won't ever want to admit or accept that you or a loved one is perpetrating abuse, and that makes stopping the abuse or preventing further abuse much harder. This is how you end up excuaing abusive behaviour on the grounds that, since you don't see someone as a disgusting subhuman pile of garbage therefore they can't possibly be An Abuser, Trademark

vulturevanity

And here'a the even harder pill to swallow: since the world isn't split into "abusers" and "good people", in the same way you or someone you love can inflict abuse/violence on others, the people who HAVE inflicted abuse/violence on others can, in fact, change and become better people

There is no bottomless chasm of moral uncleanliness that someone can run off and fall into and get stuck in forever. People can do better. Yes, even those people. You HAVE to accept this. Otherwise not only is there no motivation for anyone to try and do better (which is when people become stuck in a cycle of violence and abuse they don't want to escape), but your idea of a perfect justice system doesn't look any different from Literal Christian Hell. And I HOPE you understand that Literal Christian Hell is, to put it very lightly, not a good justice system.