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If we don’t microdose delusion we won’t make it through this reality babe….

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Me watching the trailer for Where the Crawdads Sing, having not read the book: oh so they falsely accuse Kya of the murder which she obviously didn't do and the movie is about proving her innocence

Me halfway through the book: if Kya killed Chase I'm sure she had a good reason. I trust her judgment.

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oh and btw if you're not aware Thomas has stated (very clearly) that they are coming for:

Griswold (contraception)

Lawrence (same-sex sexual intercourse)

Obergefell (gay marriage)

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Roe v. Wade was just struck down by the Supreme Court, meaning that abortion is about to become illegal in at least half the U.S.

(June 24th 2022)

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fuck the supreme court of the united states of america.

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FUCK. THEM.

May they never see another night of rest. 

May the blood on their hands manifest and haunt them like the damned spot on Lady Macbeth. 

And more than anything, may they live long enough to grasp the catastrophic evil they have done and be made wretched by it.

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A disgrace.

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I’m just gonna, throw up.

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you know, when i was 27 i used to think that this was the end of life.

I wanted to have a job, i wanted to eat flowers for sport, and i wanted to make sure the slugs in my couch has enough to eat.

instead here i am, i have too many bones and i'm stuck licking stones to make sure they're not bones.

even if they were bones i dont have any use for them.

last time i had a use for bones i was missing some of my own.

I think i was 20 and i just just finished creating my own computer by wiring lizard tongues together and rubbing them on the pavement.

unfortunately this was my last batch of tongues as i had used the other ones to lure the mosquitos away. it was unfortunate.

but i got it eventually. I used the mosquito offspring to create an elixir that would make me fly.

It worked briefly but then my eyes started to go dim.

I don't know if that was a result of the crushed up mosquitos id put in my eyelids or the drugs i had fallen onto.

Either way, without notice I started doing the exact opposite.

I started sinking and unfortunately for me i left my claws in my other hands.

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As I grow older I feel my capacity to understand that Miss Piggy is not a real person reached a peak in my adolescence and is now on a steady decline. I watched a Wendy Williams interview and there's this part that's like "can we get a ring cam!" and Miss Piggy shows her bling and I'm just like fuck she's so iconic. Miss Piggy who are you wearing? Miss Piggy have you ever considered running for office??

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Do you have any cursed information on... snub nosed monkeys? (as if their faces aren't cursed enough)

despite what your eyes would have you believe, golden snub-nosed monkeys aren't actually blue!

their skin is actually a pale gray, but its structural layers scatter light in a way that reflects back as slightly blue, similar to how pale-skinned people have veins with a distinctly bluish tint despite no actual blue pigment being present!

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been thinkin about this lately and i think i want a small life. not a BAD life n not an ISOLATED life n not a CLOSED life but just. small. with defined boundaries. i want a job that will sustain me that doesn't require exhaustion to survive. i want a place to live that's big enough for me to choose every part of it; just enough shelf for mugs i love, just enough cabinet for a neat set of paints, just enough closet for clothes i actually like wearing not just ones i tolerate. i want to do little routines and make small batches of things and be a regular somewhere. i just want to have something contained and clear that's mine, mine, mine

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In undergrad, I had the habit of prefacing my questions with "this may be a stupid question, but ..."

One of my profs told me (in private, after I'd asked them a question in that way) that there definitely were a lot of stupid questions one could ask but "if you don't tell them beforehand that your question is stupid, most people will not notice"

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Dear professor,

I regret to inform you that I was not able to complete this assignment by the due date specified.

My severe depression has finally decided it’s had enough and I can no longer ignore it enough to complete my work.

I know that’s not a valid excuse for not turning in my work. You’ll be happy to know that my anxiety has also been acting up and I’ve already had several breakdowns because of this.

I apologize for any inconvenience you’ve gotten from receiving this email. I just wanted to notify you that I’m aware of my missing assignment and am fully prepared to be kicked out of class for such disrespect.

Thanks,

Something that once resembled a human

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here’s a thought: anastasia was the embodiment of what it means for a story to be told from the female gaze and a lot of its criticisms were about those exact characteristics 

actually, u know what, i had a lot of cherry moscato and i talked about this for hours with leah the other night as i typed the above paragraph, and the more i think about it the more there is to say. so i’m gonna write this essay now instead of later when i think i’m more coherent. here’s a quick summary of my rationale and the expansion of my thoughts will be under the cut because i got a little wordy, as usual :)

listed below are characteristics that fall under the female gaze theory:

the main lead is one of the most complicated characters out there and yet her desire is so simple and therefore so universal: she wants love. she wants to belong. she wants to figure out who she is.

the main lead is looking for a matron, whether she’s aware of it or not, and the matron is looking for her.

the other women in the show are also complex and are allowed to have relationships with one another.

it’s implied that anya endured a lot of trauma, not just from the massacre but from her years on the streets, and yet we don’t need to see any of that stuff to understand and feel empathy for her.

the hottest man in the world wears a tank top and his sleeves rolled up and other slutty but not slutty looks. a win for all boytoys out there.

the love interest is also a three-dimensional character that exists for his own journey but he learns and tries to better himself because he knows it’s the right thing to do, not just to ‘impress’ the lead with a temporary fix.

the romance story, arguably the most important relationship of the show, isn’t about physical attraction or being good enough for the other, it’s about mutual respect and learning how to communicate.

her other traveling companion is a lovable father figure who supports her through their whole journey together.

the other man of the show exists to show why this breed of a man, the authoritative figure who uses political ideals and expectations of his patriarchal figure to justify violence and specifically violence against women, is… well, scary.

in the musical at least, anya’s appearance is never mentioned at all, and she’s never expected to change how she looks to “appear” like anastasia. the only time her appearance is sexualized is by the resident villain.

all of that being said, a lot of the critical reviews of the show stem from the above aspects, which says something about the demographic of theater audiences and who controls what gets higher remarks (which,,, does this affect ticket sales?). do with that what you will.

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