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Ok but like. What the fuck is there to do on the internet anymore?

Idk when I was younger, you could just go and go and find exciting new websites full of whatever cool things you wanted to explore. An overabundance of ways to occupy your time online.

Now, it's just... Social media. That's it. Social media and news sites. And I'm tired of social media and I'm tired of the news.

Am I just like completely inept at finding new things or has the internet just fallen apart that much with the problems of SEO and web 3.0 turning everything into a same-site prison?

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unreasonably charmed by Pendant in the shape of a ram's head, Eastern Mediterranean, 5th–4th century BC, made of glass

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Putting powdered sugar on the post below

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distressing things to say to your friends

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Where did you people who had the Pledge of Allegiance in HIGH SCHOOL live? We didn't even have it in middle school. This was a small mid-Michigan town in the 1990s. It was working class, lower middle class, and farming people.

Dear Tumblrs, there is way too much assertion of facts not in evidence on this site.

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What if you went grocery shopping and the produce section was just missing?

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About ten years ago I decided that the next step I needed to take in my life was to accept and explore what it meant to be a failure and to have failed. This infuriated almost everybody in my life and clearly terrified a lot of people. People do not want you to accept failure. They dont want you to like... Sit with and think about it and pick it up and turn it arpund in your hands and really examine it. They want you to keep throwing yourself against the impossible walls until your body explodes! They do not want you to say "alright then, I've failed. What does that mean for me? Im still here. What does the life of someone who has failed look like?"

This makes people very angry and panicky.

My mental health improved in ways it had not in the previous DECADE once I stopped. And. Sat. With failure. And thought about what my failure ... Was. And looked at the structures that produced it and examined them critically.

It is so taboo to fail and admit it openly and talk about it. It is so taboo to talk about or think about failure in an accepting way rather than hiding it shamefully until you experience a degree of success in some area which allows you to present the past failure as "a stepping stone" to your current situation. Fuck that. We are put in positions of guaranteed failure by society every day and then punished and shamed for it. Lets fucking talk about failure

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Download this easy DIY clothing repair guide (only 10 pages) from Uni of Kentucky

link to PDF

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Male writers writing female characters:

“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”

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Something something ominous neon signs…

Taken years ago. Yes, only “try” was lit.

@ominous-signs

@theshitpostcalligrapher

Methinks the two of you in particular will appreciate this.

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I feel like this would do numbers on here

[id: photo of the Welsh flag outside the London Welsh centre. The green and white background of the Welsh flag has been replaced by the version of progressive pride flag which includes the intersex flag. The red dragon is imposed over the yellow and green stripes.]