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Tomatoes Are Fruit
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 Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is knowing not to put that fruit in a fruit salad. Philosophy is debating whether that makes ketchup a fruit smoothie. Common sense is knowing that absolutely none of this matters, we all die one day, and eventually the universe will be ripped apart by black holes. Welcome to this place. Tomatos are a fruit and I'm honestly...generally having an okay time 
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https://mobile.twitter.com/DianaMiller5/status/1522278413096132609?cxt=HHwWgoC53deJnKAqAAAA
Note, I am finding these threads on the twitter feeds of ICU nurses who are now dreading the horrors that Roe falling will bring to their hospitals. This, on top of the horrors that they’ve seen and continue to see because of the pandemic. They were already exhausted and hanging by a thread.
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Character dice+my campaign journal
Comrades, it's been one hell of a day. Can I see your best dice+other objects pairings? Like for example, I've been obsessed with the concept of dice+matching nail art lately
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tis today, the thirst of january
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we are not born to die!! what are you talking about!! do you think a book begins just to finish? do you think a song opens with a beautiful chord just for it to end? you don’t read the book to finish it, you read the book to eat up the excitement and the emotions it evokes!! to learn and to digest and to fall in love and be heartbroken!! you listen to the song to dance and dance and sing your throat raw!!! to cry and smile and swell with the harmonies!! yes, we are born with the inevitable fate of death, we are mortal after all, but that is merely the finale of the play!! the final act, the closing of the curtains - we are not born to take a bow and exit stage left!! we are born to love and be joyous and yell and move and learn and cry and feelfeelfeel!!!  we are not born to die, silly, we’re born to live!!!
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Oh boy!! It’s a fucking mystery?? A spooky scary mystery!! Better get fucking Sherlock Holmes on this one! It’s a big fucking mystery, with no obvious answer!
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tbh the fact that its almost 2022 is fine, like its fine whatever. the fact that 2012 was now a decade ago? life ruining. inconsolable etc etc
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the escalation of this post pleases me
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Venn diagrams don’t really work past 3 circles.
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To myself, raised in an environment that glorified and romanticized restriction and suffering:
There is no victory in skipping dinner, or lunch, or breakfast, or morning coffee, or dessert.
There is no victory in refusing heaters and air conditioners and fans and heated blankets.
There is no victory in denying yourself sleep, or showers, or movement, or water, or a comfortable bed, or taking the elevator vs. the stairs.
There is no victory in refusing pain meds and heating pads and ice packs and medical help.
There is no victory in punishing yourself needlessly, in telling yourself that this pain you feel is because you are bad to the core and deserve it.
There is no victory in choking back your laughter and your tears, to keep an imagined equilibrium of safety that is really just a dry, cracked, empty, endless emotional desert.
You are here. You are in this body, and this body is yours. You deserve good things. You are alive, and that is messy and loud, and messy and loud are okay.
It’s okay to live abundantly. It’s okay to make mistakes, it’s okay to indulge. This paralysis of self-punishment, self-restriction, self-loathing is not healthy or good for you.
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My math teacher sent this to the math group chat (read d/m/y)
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i HATE how much god rest ye merry gentlemen SLAPS
why does it make my brain happy
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It’s almost the middle of November, so here is your annual reminded that Hallelujah is not a Christmas song, let alone a Christian one. Both the song and its composer are Jewish.
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this is the kind of philosophy I want to write
bro oh my god … vanilla extract
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Unmute !
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