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Rat from Old School RuneScape

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“eat the rich” hoodie design code! now youre allowed a little salt as a treat, too.

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Leaked Amazon Memo Details Plan to Smear Fired Warehouse Organizer: ‘He’s Not Smart or Articulate’

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/5dm8bx/leaked-amazon-memo-details-plan-to-smear-fired-warehouse-organizer-hes-not-smart-or-articulate

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When I was younger, I wish someone had told me straight-up that not all adults experience “a calling”. That many of them never find particular purpose in a career. That sometimes, their job is just what pays the bills and they have to seek satisfaction and fulfillment elsewhere. 

Because as an adult, this pervasive notion that there exists a perfect path for everyone, that people should love what they do, and that work is meant to function as a vehicle for fulfilling a person’s grand life destiny is not only inaccurate for many of us, it can be toxic.

The ideal is so ingrained that I have to remind myself constantly I’m not a failure because I don’t adore my job, and because I’m not rocking the world with my work. That is okay. 

Sometimes, work is just work. There isn’t always a perfect career path, magically waiting to be discovered. There might not be this THING you were born to do. Sometimes, you discover that what you really want to be when you grow up is “paid”.

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桜咲姫奈.

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Late Victorian mourning hair reliquary circa 1900 © Collection Jean-Jacques Lebel; Exhibition “The Art of Hair” at Musee du Quai Branly, curated by Yves Le Fur.

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the reason why we all ache for nature, for woods and gardens and warm sunlight, is that we feel so trapped in today's expectations. they want us to dream big, and put us down for impossible goals. they want us to become someone and leave a legacy, yet whenever we try, we're told it's not enough.

then, some of us realise it's a trap. it's turning us into small cogs in a bigger machine, shaping us however they want. we realise this capitalist system won't let us breathe, won't let us be free.

so we run away to places where its grasp hasn't reached yet. we care for small gardens, tend to our plants, we find joy in simple things, where everyone else told us to not bother looking.

we crave peace, and rest, and most of all, we want to dream without being belittled. we want that warmth, that serenity. we want to be ourselves, without apologising for it.

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With one ear toward us and one to listen for the other fawn bounding through the grass toward her.

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Attention! - A Break-Up Story

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Just had to take money out of my top surgery fund to buy a shit tonne of water just so I could flush the toilet, because the kitchen tap is broken and we cant turn the water on without flooding the kitchen and the useless estate agents are just sitting on their ass doing nothing, while I also have to find 220 euro to pay the wifi bill because my mother keeps drinking all her money away, and to get my ingrown toenail fixed for the 3rd time, all while desperately searching for a job so I can go to college, I'm so fucking done with everything, life is such bullshit its fucking ridiculous, fuck these cunty estate agents, fuck this rich ass landlord and Fuck the useless plumber who is the rudest person I've ever met, I'm so so so done, I'm feeling like shit after a terrible experience with a therapist who some people say abused me, I'm so mentally unstable right now, I'm so alone and oh my God I am just going to loose it, I'm never going to get better at this point, just make it fucking stop!!!!