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I’ve decided I’m now asking people if they have a cane kink every time they ask me if I hit people with it.
After all, why else are you asking a perfect stranger how often they use their mobility aid to cane people?
I’m so baffled by authors who accidentally write the most compelling queer ships of all time, and then become angry when fans acknowledge that the characters are in fact queer.
Does anyone still give a fuck about ROTG? because I’ve been sitting on a conspiracy theory essay about Jack Frost for years and I’m happy to post it
Armand is not an iPad Baby, he is an iPad Grandpa and I will stand this mistaken understanding no longer.
No. We did. We do. You need to understand that we deserve good art. We deserve media that is both incredible at teaching the broad public very complicated philosophical theory, as well as be funny as shit. We don’t just deserve it, we need it.
Many people quit learning anything new after High School or College, if they attend. They have been traumatized by the education system so severely that they have a panic attack if they need to learn a new program for a job. People refuse to learn things because they seem hard, or because it sounds like something someone Smart would know.
Learning doesn’t need to be scary. Shows like this can do more to undo some of that fear of learning. Shows like this prove that people ARE interested in philosophy! People want to be good to each other! People can follow dense lecture and lore, as long as you contextualize it with something they’re already familiar with.
We can change things. Please, believe me. It doesn’t need to be like this.
Tldr; the Good Place is Sesame Street for adults, we DO deserve it, and we need to stop expecting television that has the same quality as Adult CocoMelon.
we really didn't deserve The Good Place. a bizarrely high-budget sitcom telling a longform, highly conceptual story that you need to have been watching from episode one, which was allowed to play out at its own pace and wrap things up when it intended to, and it didn't even lose steam over its four seasons. that's practically proof of the existence of a loving god
It should be illegal for construction to start before sun-up
Traps you in a nightmare world AND trans your gender
Local dyke dances in the dark
topless in boxers and an open bathrobe
sipping espresso to SOFIA ISELLA
SOFIA ISELLA, the artist you are
Trans Punk musicians you have my whole heart
I love things more than most people. People often assume I’m manic. I’m not. 15 or so psychs have checked. (insert 2009 joke from Big Bang Theory here) I am So Tired of being told that there is something wrong with me and the scope of my obsessions and convictions simply because they’re more intense than others think appropriate.
I get that not everyone is gonna get my shakespearean poetry about religious trauma but
Everything that is me at my most undiluted is what gets me accused of putting on airs. I’m not trying to sound intellectual. I am not bragging about my education.
I don’t know what to do about that.
Sometimes I want to throw rocks at Silly Internet People because they’re WRONG, and I’ve got the kind of autism that really hates misinformation and misunderstanding.
Instead of doing that I go for a walk.
I go for a lot of walks.
I’d be a hermit if tarot didn’t tell me not to.
Deeply hating the internet and its place in existence.
She’s the first person I told…everything. She was my confidant, my shield, my break in the shore. She hasn’t used my deadname since I changed it six years ago.
We haven’t been talking much these last few months. I moved ac
Across the country and she got…mean. She wanted me to come back, to stay depressed, to live in a bubble with her. I didn’t.
Got deadnamed by my oldest friend on my birthday. Deliberately. Through a meme.
Got deadnamed by my oldest friend on my birthday. Deliberately. Through a meme.
Hey so I know you’re supposed to challenge your thoughts when your mind is being cruel and unfair to you (this is true you should it works) (unless it’s intrusive thoughts then you’ve got to accept them for them to leave) (it’s a whole thing)
But like…sometime my thoughts are a funny bully.
Sometimes I think about putting my essays on substack or something but the idea of getting no views while actively feeding the ai scrapbot makes me want to
So.
Me: am i evil cause i don’t let people treat me like shit and know my worth? Will that mean that i am forever alone due to my lofty standards (being treated like a person)?
My mother, 12 years earlier: you are evil cause you don’t let people treat you like shit and know your worth. that will mean that you are forever alone due to your unrealistic and lofty standards
I’m so, so sorry to tell you. The experts are right. The magic is in the editing. I know it’s not fun, AND you have to make the thing before you get to edit it.
When I edit photos I feel kind of “meh” about, I often fall in love with them through editing. When I edit photos I think are really good, I often become obsessed with them. I’m debating submitting some Pride photos to major magazines because I love them so much.
My writing has always been good. I’ve been told that my whole life. I never really felt like it was true, it was just something I did. Recently though, I’ve started to train my editing skill in writing. All of a sudden, I see the art in my work.
Make art. Make as much art that excites you as you can. The worst thing you can do is hold off on doing projects you’re impassioned about because you aren’t happy with your skill level yet. It will eat away at your love for the thing.
Do it badly. Remake it later. Sometimes the true beauty of the peace is the enthusiastic enjoyment apparent of the thing, not the 10,000 hours that went into skill. Skill without passion is no art at all.
New ideas will always come. It is much harder to reignite passion in a place you burned out in shame.
Every. Single. Time. One of my friends brags about how great their landlord is, I have to hit them with
“You know that’s a slumlord, right? You’re excited that they’re doing bare minimum. If they didn’t do that, it would be illegal. They could be sued. Now go back to how you live in “half” of a “refurbished” concrete garage.”
Doms have praise kinks too.
Hey so I try my hardest to avoid what ever is going on with the Flaming Homosexuals ( Eddie and Bucky ) but for my sake of understanding as I scroll past the posts at Mach 12, I have a couple questions:
They’re firemen, right? Do you guys call them Flaming Gays? Cause if not you’re really missing out with that one.
Which one of them is out as bisexual, and is the show still pretending the other one is straight?
This is really embarrassing but…what actually is the show’s name? Every time I’ve thought I knew the answer ( twice ) it turned out I was wrong.
This website is always going buck wild for Eddie’s. Personally I don’t get the hype.
He’s me. He’s daddy. He’s babygirl. He is 12 raccoons in a trenchcoat. He deserves to be treated kindly. He should be taken out back and shot. He is where dreams die and hope is born. He once ate a pie out of a dumpster that was literally on fire.
Wrench Watch-Dogs is nonbinary and I will not be explaining-
(…that is a lie I come armed with proof.)
So many of their interactions just don’t make any sense unless the point of the cutscene is romantic tension.
So I’m just checking here.
Are there people who don’t think Marcus Holloway and Wrench are dating?
So I’m just checking here.
Are there people who don’t think Marcus Holloway and Wrench are dating?
What’s the polite way to say “so that was a fucking lie,” when someone says they’ll show up at a time and place and then they don’t.