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“I’m just a girl” first of all you’re a grown ass woman second of all free yourself

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love telling people I'm not on social media as if it's not 98% of my waking hours. well I'm not on social media in a way that you'd recognize

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THE PITT | 1.02

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THE PITT 1.04 • 10:00 A.M.

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I still think it’s objectively fucked how the world is built for morning people and if you wake up later than everyone else you’re seen as a malicious aberration of some sort. I am that but it’s not because I wake up at 11 fuck yourself

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I am literally begging people to understand that LA is not filled with “rich elites”. It’s mostly filled with people just like me - people with extremely modest success in an industry they’ve probably been passionate about for their entire lives; people who work hard and grind every single day to have (or probably rent) a home in one of 2 cities the nation where their dreams even have a microscopic chance of becoming a reality. Actors whose names you wouldn’t recognize, screenwriters who are writing pilots that don’t get picked up, camera operators for mid tier reality shows, musicians who have had one song in the background of a commercial, makeup artists who get hired for a C-list celebrity red carpet appearance once in a while. Just ordinary fucking working people with dreams.

I don’t think it’s likely anyone who follows me agrees with the fucked up shit I’m reading atp, but as someone who lives in NYC for my career and could just as easily live in those neighborhoods in LA (and I have almost moved there many times), it’s so fucking difficult to read comments about “rich people” and categorize the entire entertainment industry - which is largely comprised of exciting but otherwise average trade jobs - as “out of touch elites whose houses deserve to burn” when it couldn’t be farther from the truth. To wish such horrible things and have so little empathy to people just like me. For my peers, and my colleagues, and my friends. To be reading unfounded disdain about them (and again by extension me and everyone like me) everywhere, and to have the struggles of my industry be this misunderstood, have who we are generalized this much, have people laughing or not caring that these working people are losing their homes, losing their dreams, having everything they’ve made happen for themselves reduced to rubble... it is the absolute worst shit fathomable. It is fucking crushing to a degree I cannot even describe.

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i'm gonna be honest i don't get why they say everypony instead of everybody in mlp. it's not like the word everybody is human-specific. the ponies have bodies. the word everypony, however, is pony-specific in a world where ponies are not the only people in their society, which means it would be more accurate and inclusive to use everybody instead of everypony. it all makes no sense to me

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i will never complain about a book seeming like a fanfic with the serial numbers filed off because that means the author had the invaluable ability to tell when their au had diverged enough that these were just straight-up different characters now

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you're in her DMs. I'm in her fandom discord server validating her headcanons. we are not the same.

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Just started Join or Die on Netflix [based on the book Bowling Alone] and this such a timely documentary because people have got to get off the internet and start rejoining their local communities. Your feeling of loneliness and isolation is 100% because you've made the internet your whole world and warped your sense of community.

Can the internet have communities? Sure. But there is something about being in commune with your neighbors that is vitally important to your mental, physical, and social well-being. You need to have social interaction with people older than you. You need to have social interaction with people younger than you. You need to have social interaction with people who speak differently than you do. You need to have social interaction with people who see the world differently than you do. And you need to have it in person because you need to be faced with this reality in order to grow and change.

And even worse, by not being in person, you convince your reality is one where you are the Main Character and that Only You Have the Answers. That your communities are filled with terribly people with "bad opinions." When in reality, those "Grandpa Clubs" like Rotary or Kiwanis or Lions or Freemasons are raising money for a new playground for little kids or buying new books for the school library or working with sister clubs in Nicaragua to bring materials for improved water access for remote village.

But these very concrete actions are not the only important part of these clubs. You create friendships and partnerships. People who do care about you and are actually there for you. I am giving a kidney in January and the two clubs I am in have made it clear if I need ANYTHING at all during recovery to call them. They'll drive me to the store, help me with laundry, come sit with me if the cabin fever gets to be too much. THAT is mutual aid! THAT is what improves the lives of others!

Are most of them populated by older folks? Sure! Because they're holding the line as long as they can until the younger generations step up. And they want you to! They want these wonderful organizations that cater to community, to hobbies, to interests to survive because we deserve to have places where we can geek out about hat pins with fellow collectors or enthusiasts. We should have a place where we can go ride a train with other train lovers. We have to have a place where people who want a healthy, safe community can work together to make that happen.

The solution to terminal Main Character Syndrome is getting outside and being with other people. Only then do you really live in the world. Go join Rotary. Become a museum member. Buy that train ticket. Geek out with an antiques group. If you can find these people online, then that same internet can help you find them offline, too.

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It’s that time of year. Reblog with how many you’ve heard of.

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Too many Voids 🥰🐈🖤