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Infinity Train I LOVE you, Into the Woods I LOVE you

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Are you familiar with any bookshop that doesn't allow you to read a book (once you clearly have chosen it, not like you're trying to see if you'd like it)?

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I will always be mad at the internet and myself for how judgemental and punitive my brain is on default

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Ppl keep confusing fandom opinions for morality.

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Sometimes i have rants that are so specific and complainy about a specific space that i would sound insane if I said them out loud.

"I've been spending a lot of time in the online community for lampshade appreciation, and I just have to say: PSA. Its okay to not want to fuck a lampshade. I understand this is a very controversial hot take based on the last 20 posts I saw on my tumblr feed; however, it is genuinely okay if you like lampshades in a platonic way. And i have to say. I am ashamed at how you guys say that anyone who appreciates lampshades, wants to fuck them. Why is there no space in the world for people who just enjoy lampshades as a piece of furniture."

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How are people writing fic where Eddie (while he’s in the army) says he would “never walk out on his son” and acts like Shannon doing it makes her an unfathomable beast. Bro what is Eddie doing Right Now.

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eddie figures out his feelings post-texas and then he's talking to hen about it and he's like "well i can't make a move Now. i'm his landlord. that's like an abuse of power or something right?"

and she's like "eddie you two sleep in the Same Bed"

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Loooooving mismag 2 so so so much and I love Evan Kelmp but also oh my god can we please let another character have a moment without Evan Kelmp jumping in w a long ass monologue.

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the worst part of being a daughter is that i want to make everything better for my mom, but I don't know how.

and more pressingly, she doesn't want me to.

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i got really excited at the prospect of Love 2. Like, the Sequel. I'm a huge fan of the original. Tragic to realize that is not what U were discussing here. Hate 2 see it.

love 2 just say shit. where's that one post

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the idea of AI replacing customer service people, teachers, cashiers, tutors, or any job that involves talking with people makes me feel sick to my stomach.

I have lots of wonderful friends now, but I was (like a lot of people) a lonely kid.

Sometimes, I went weeks without having an actual conversation with someone who wasn't my mom. I thought I was incapable of having a conversation, full stop; but I loved social interaction. Every teacher I talked to, any cashier who made a joke, any hairdresser or doctor who asked about my life was incredibly important to me. These moments were like so exciting for 12 year old me, and helped me feel connected to the world in a time when I felt entirely ineffectual.

I cannot imagine what my childhood would have been like if talking to me was a job outsourced to machines. If I had repeatedly been told that interacting with me, conversing with me, connecting with me, was such an arduous task that a human wouldn't do it. Or such an unimportant task, that it wasn't worth asking a human to do.

Childhood, middle school, and high school are already times where students have insanely low self esteem. Puberty sucks and kids suck sometimes and everyone is figuring things out. It is so so so easy for a young kid to feel like they don't matter to anyone. Imagine you think you don't matter and no one cares about you. And then the only people you talk to aren't even people.

Even now as an adult--as someone who has a social life, I am so thankful for every person I've talked to at a hospital about scheduling an appointment, or making a hard decision, or insurance. A professor reading my essay and discussing it with me, is like a life validating experience. I don't do it super often but I adore getting to talk with dentists, career counselors, mentors, academic advisors, strangers, servers, cashiers, mechanics, and sometimes even salespeople.

I know a lot of it is fake. I know these jobs are very hard. I know talking with people is scary and messy and sometimes people are fucking assholes. But the human part of these jobs is so important. the world is already such a lonely place. The fact that sometimes you Have to talk to people is an utter gift that keeps so many people from falling fully into isolation.

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some madney + jee for these trying times

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Yeah bro the ephemeral nature of it all doesn’t even bother me. No I love theatre man. It’s like haha. I’m so glad this performance and community that we built over the past few months will end soon. Lol. Man I’m so glad this is how the world works. I love starting over. It’s so sick when you start somewhere new and have no idea if it’ll ever become something bearable. It’s like the meaning of life man. No I don’t yearn for something without an expiration date.

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It’s so weird to be watching a show and be like “wow yeah I am not rooting for the queer ship the fandom largely ships.” Novel experience

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Has anyone here taken the free Harvard online courses beyond the CS ones? And if you have would you recommend? Im not gonna get the certificate so I’m not worried about price, but do you feel that they are interesting and worthwhile lectures/lessons?

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yall i do not see how people think eddie didn’t want to stay in la and just let dictator boss chimney make him stay lmao my boy didn’t want to go back to texas chris clearly wanted to be back in la even, considering they were moved back in all of 3 seconds before he was texting his la friends and getting invited to a party and grinning like a fool. there was literally nothing keeping him in texas besides some warped sense of duty and buck was never ever going to ask eddie to stay or even imply that he wanted him to. eddie went to that building collapse to save his family. he knew they needed him and he wanted to be there for them for him. he made that choice to miss his plane because he wanted to because this is his home. he never wanted to leave.

chimneys speech wasn’t for eddie (or for buck or for anyone) it was for us - chimney taking eddie’s phone to save him from his own dumbass life choices was no different than eddie and hen stopping buck from texting tommy in 8a. they are a family. and everyone could tell eddie belonged with them and wanted to be with them and he was doing what he always does - makes a decision because he thinks it’s the right thing to do without considering that it’s the opposite of what’s going to make him happy. it wasn’t just chimneys speech that made eddie’s choice because chimney can’t actually do that and in the end if eddie really wanted to go chimney couldn’t force him to stay.

it was pepa telling him to stay. it was knowing he belongs with that team and the feeling of knowing that the next time a building collapses on them he might not be there like he wasn’t with bobby. it was not wanting to be in el paso. it was having his kid back. and yeah, imo, it was buck. because facetime isn’t the same. because he missed his fucking family and it’s where he belongs.

eddie stayed because he wanted to and because everything converged together in that moment and chimneys speech was just the thing that made him stop looking at flights right then but it’s not the thing that made him go back to el paso with his kid and pack up their entire life and bring it home.

idk. i feel like there were a lot of things we missed but that’s one thing i think did a pretty good job of - showing us that la was where eddie wanted to be and that going back to el paso was more something he felt like he had to do than anything. eddie just always needs a push to do the things he wants and needs. he isn’t to the point yet where he knows he can just do something because it’s what will make him happy. people keep telling him but he still doesn’t do it. he waits for permission. that’s just who he is and i hope (think) we’ll get to a point where that isn’t the case but i think it’s a disservice to eddie to act like he wanted to leave until dictator captain chimney told him no and once again took the choice away from him.

shrug.