Hey It’s Me

Historians Would Call Them Best Friends, by me

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hey comrade. i saw you making fun of that 60-year-old Trump supporter crying online because she's losing her house. that was so based, bro. it's so refreshing to meet someone who gets it. usually i only encounter fake ass socialists online who spend all day blabbing bout "material conditions" or whatever, but i've been listening to you celebrate and dance to the sound of people's suffering and i've come to the conclusion that all of those commies were dead wrong about you being just as much of a heartless piece of shit as the average conservative. haha by the way did you see that painting of Trump and Elon having sex? they sure are gay, huh? the resistance is really alive and well, isn't it? we're really going to be okay :)

no, I need everyone to sit the fuck down and actually read the books and stop making every character white in your fanart. stop. stop it. for the love of fuck, knock it off. there are actually far less white/pale characters in this series than tan, brown, and Black characters. you are not taking creative liberties, you’re just being racist

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Cosmia, the creator of The Cosmos - my worldbuilding universe. They created many of the planets and inhabitants.

I went on an adventure today to return a pillow to IKEA with my coworker Astrid.

We were having a nice day and got stuck in traffic coming home. On the way her phone rang and she was driving so she declined the call with a sigh. “I feel so bad for him,” she said.

“You know that number?”

She did. It turns out her phone number had previously belonged to a woman named Serena. The man calling was her dad. He had Alzheimer’s and didn’t remember his daughter was dead, so he just called the number he knew was hers.

I was stricken to hear this. “Do you talk to him?”

“Yeah. Sometimes he thinks I’m her and we talk. I have a notebook with facts I’ve learned about her so I can connect with him better. Sometimes he knows I’m not her and I say I’m her friend.”

I struggled with the beauty and humanity of this for a moment. “What’s his name?”

“I don’t know; I just call him Dad.”

We sat in silence and I was overwhelmed with feelings. That she was so kind and thoughtful about this random connection. A man who called and spoke to her with love for the daughter he missed.

"One time," she added, "he called me just after I had a difficult day with my mom. I knew Serena and her mom had a rocky relationship so I talked to him about my frustrations with my own mother and he gave the following advice: ‘Everyone fails sometimes, even parents; what's important is to communicate with our loved ones, even when it's difficult.’

“I have never forgotten that advice and it healed a portion of my heart."

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.