not normie enough to fit in but not fringe enough to lean into being a freak, worst of both worlds, pure liminality, just the weird coworker, and unrelatable classmate. and your mutual
No matter what a post on tumblr tries to tell you, your moral and ethical stances will never be determined by what you reblog and what you scroll past. Donβt let manipulation tactics force you into doing anything you donβt want to do.
looks like october isβ¦. octover
Drafts from the past. Some turned into something else, others left unfinished. π
in light of Trump's inauguration speech declaring multiple national emergencies that require him to take god-knows-what executive actions immediately, I'd like to remember this chapter of "On Tyranny" by Timothy Snyder:
Each spring, my daughter returns from the underworld ice-cold and frost-hard. The only light in her is the cheap reflection of gold, shining against the shadow of death. I show her the sun again, but itβs hard for her to thawβ she freezes the new buds in the night many times before she finally lets them bloom.
She canβt bear, at first, to let the sun kiss her cheeks, knowing she must lose the spring again. But she learns, and she laughs, as the days lengthen and shorten.
And then my daughter returns to the darkness, and winter comes again.
Knives! Get your Knives here for no particular reason!
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Get em while they're cold, get em while they're sharp!
Special discount if your name is Brutus for no reason in particular!
the hadron collider is like an angel to me