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No, app on my phone, I don't want to edit it with AI. I don't want to generate with AI. I don't want to ask the AI. I don't want to make AI wallpapers. I don't want to rewrite with AI. I don't want t-

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Why is your url washingdishes with the w and d switched ?

My URL does not stand for Washing dishes.

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when i was a high school senior, there was a kid in my grade who wouldn't run the mile. everyone was required to run a timed mile to pass gym, and he wouldn't do it. the thing was, if he didn't pass gym, he wouldn't graduate. it was already spring.

it wasn't like he couldn't run a mile -- he was a football player, athletic. huge popular kid, boisterous, with a warm smile and a swarm of friends, who gave people nicknames. you know the kind of guy. for that matter, one could walk the mile if one wanted, you just had to do four laps at any pace. it didn't matter to him. he didn't say so, but it was a pride thing. it was demeaning. he was right, we all knew it and admired him for it, but like. he wasn't going to graduate over this.

this standoff went on for weeks. the principal was not going to allow it. this kid didn't come from a family where everybody graduated high school, and the principal wasn't going to let this kid be denied a diploma over something this stupid. but he was up against -- if i was informed correctly -- a state law. you had to run the mile to pass gym, and you had to pass gym to graduate.

the principal, who is a man i knew well, and still know, and admire, didn't make an exception for this kid. he also didn't force the kid or threaten him or even try to reason with him and wear him down. instead, he made the following deal.

"you and me," he said, "are going to run the mile together. we're gonna do it after school, so nobody is there but us, and your friends, if you want. and i will wear the stupidest, goofiest, ugliest tracksuit i can find, so nobody will be looking at you, they'll be looking at me. tell your friends to take pictures." and that is what they did. the track suit was cyan and magenta and yellow and purple and our principal looked like a goofy dumbass. the kid graduated a few months later.

i work with kids now and i think about this all the time, and why what the principal did worked. he could have cracked down. he could have said rules are rules. he could have said, ok that's your choice. he could have even had the idea, and dismissed it because of some notion about not undermining his own authority. but he didn't. he identified exactly what the actual problem was -- why won't this kid do this thing he clearly must do? because it hurts his pride. and instead of insisting, as so many adults do, that pride is a luxury that young people neither deserve nor can afford, he said ok. how can i fix that. and by making it seem, in a fun and harmless way, like the kid was humiliating him, he made the difference between the kid having a high school diploma and not. sometimes that's all it takes.

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there are so many things that I want to do. I think I will stay on my phone for 2 more hours

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thinking about creatures.

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i think too many people operate under the assumption that emotions are some frivilous fantasy of the mind and have no impact on the physical world, which is a cute thought when Humans are an animal that can die from being kinda stressed out

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Goofy is the only classic Disney character who has had sex.

Mickey has nephews, Donald has nephews, Goofy has a son.

And he wasn’t adopted, he looks just like him.

Goofy……has had sex.

Goofy…..has known a woman biblically….

Imagine what it must’ve looked like.

Imagine what it sounded like.

These are the things I think about when I wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat.

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I think "no hatewatching" is a good policy to have, but less because you have to deprive Big Media Corp of your $15 or whatever for a movie ticket, which makes very little difference to them, and more because you should not, for your own spiritual health, waste your time on movies that you know are bad and/or you will not enjoy.

Surround yourself with what is true and good and beautiful. Avert your eyes from what is cheap and soulless and ugly.

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sometimes a song is good because you saw it on a fan edit for your favorite ship like ten years ago

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nothing better than the wrong capitalization of Sie

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Katniss mothers everyone she meets, and she attempts to “mother” Peeta when she’s being all delicate and gentle-parenting about his wound, about finding some way for him to make himself useful while she hunts, etc. and he is not having any of it, and on one hand that’s because he is her equal and he (will be) her romantic partner, but also, given what little we know about Mrs. M, I’m thinking there’s also a fair bit of this too:

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i think janitor should be the highest paying job in a society

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Seeing the prominence of AI art and content in the Inuyasha community—both in TikTok and Tumblr as well as Ao3—is suffice to say...dissapointing.

Please. COMMISSION an artist. PICK UP A PEN if you have to. REQUEST AN ARTIST FRIEND to draw it for you. Literally, there are numerous alternatives other than AI🤦🏻

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he would not fucking say that but it’s he would not fucking talk about his queer identity like he was reading out of a college campus lgbt center brochure

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If you mess up a social interaction you can say "Failed Experiment" and move on

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Here to serve 🫡

Jawline kiss - Jily

This one is a little different from the other! Thank you for adding some Jily to my bingo!

They had kisses for every occasion.

Some frumpy and formal; like the way he would kiss her hand before inviting her to dance barefoot on a rain soaked field like it was some grand ball.

Or the dainty kiss on the cheek when they knew they were being watched by their easily scandalized family and professors. They were a polite way of showing affection when they could not contain it any longer.

Then there were those more passionate and private. The slow dance of hands and tongues in the dying embers of the firelight. Their friends making fun of them at the edges of their consciousness.

The reverent exploration of exposed skin when they were finally alone. All hot breath and quivering anticipation, sparking desire which would lead to his favourites.

Somewhere in between these two, soft and sweet were the soft kisses Lily would brush against his jaw, her head rested over his heart. They kept him sane in the long nights and brought him back to life in the early mornings.

Pick a pairing and a kiss for me?

I will also generously count this towards a mirco for @jilymicrofics