#ghostpost

[ghostgiving]

"there is strength and meaning to be found in your trauma" no there fucking isn't. there's no meaning in what happened to me. there's no strength to be found there. what happened to me was senseless and painful and almost killed me, and when it didn't kill me it made me wish I had fucking died. there's no greater purpose here. there's no honor in my suffering. it was a tragedy and always will be. I don't need to find some sort of meaning in it in order to get better.

[citrineghost]

Spotify is lying in your Spotify Wrapped to promote popular artists

So my partner and I were just going through our Spotify wrapped 2024 favorites playlists and they stopped and said, "... This is weird, why is Good Luck Babe by Chappell Roan in here? I swear I only listened to this like twice."

And I said, "I know how to find out," because both of us have our Spotify hooked up to Last.fm which basically saves information and stats about everything you listen to. So it would say exactly how many times they listened to it.

I went to their profile.

I went to top tracks of 2024.

I scrolled.

I scrolled some more.

That song by Chappell Roan, a notably popular artist atm, was around 50th place in their Spotify playlist.

On Last.fm it was 212th.

They had only listened to it 4 times.

All of the songs in their top 100 on Last.fm were, at a glance, in the same order as in the Spotify playlist, and all had over 4 listens, so it was not just a matter of each software choosing a different 4-play song to put in the list. In fact, their top tracks don't even drop from 5 plays to 4 until 199th place.

Anyway this is largely inconsequential but it puts a really bad taste in my mouth that Spotify is knowingly lying about people's top songs in order to deliberately plant popular artists in the top-100-for-the-year playlists that they KNOW most people are now going to go listen to excitedly.

[ghostpajamas]

truly evil that some artistic mediums are better suited to expressing certain concepts than others (evil advisor whispers in my ear) what do you mean i can learn new mediums. (nice advisor whispers in my other ear) I HAVE TO BE BAD AT THEM FIRST?

[amalgamationillustration]

The two moods of listening to Ghost

[aghostwithablog]

You have to work for it to get better. Unfortch. (New way of saying unfortunately)

[ghostwor1d]

ugh, its gonna be a long ass day. no one wants to cooperate. literally nobody. how are the pokemon AND the kids on the same page please

[ghostgiving]

I'm so tired of being like this. I'm so fucking tired of being like this. I'm so tired of not remembering but knowing I am like this for a reason. What the fuuuuuck

[thedemon-crowley]

So your snake instincts just kick into snuggle mode and whatever is closest is just- used.

Have ya considered a pillow as a solution to that blanket problem?

Not sure if it’s snuggle mode or squeeze mode, but either way-

Yes, I did eventually get an enormous square cushion that I folded in half and stuffed into a regular pillowcase. Did the job just fine!

[tunnelsystem]

absolutely obsessed with their dynamic. the fact that ella le trata a coquetear to get a ride. the open hostility

[ghostpajamas]

i love painting one million feathers i hope i dont spend 10 hours on this and ignore the whole rest of the painting again (the ominous work timer fades it) its right behind me isnt it

[ghostonly]

I think one of the worst ways we rob ourselves and others of feeling compassion is saying that certain things don't bother us in order to justify being okay with them

Am I bothered by someone in the room beside me disrupting my sleep because he woke up coughing? Of course I am. That's inherently annoying. But if he asked me, "Did that bother you?" I would say no, because there's no easy way to say yes, but it's okay.

People in our present day society are so anxious about being perceived by others in a way that's even remotely inconvenient, that to suggest that you were bothered by something but that it's okay would be immediately taken as passive aggression. Because the idea that someone could be annoying and for that to still be okay is just completely incongruent to most modern people. If I were to dare suggesting that they were annoying and it was okay, they would interpret the it being okay as a falsehood meant to cover up my true feelings - that I think they're annoying and, in fact, so annoying that I needed to lie to inform them of this opinion.

So, we're forced to say, "No, it didn't bother me at all," when in reality, the truth is, "It bothered me, but that's okay."

I know what it's like to wake up after inhaling a droplet of spit or whatever and then going immediately into a coughing fit. What are you going to do to stop it? Absolutely nothing! There's no way to stop it but to cough until it fixes itself. Suppressing the cough will just make it worse. It's no one's fault if they cough in the middle of the night or if they spill something because they lost their balance or if they made a loud noise because they were suddenly frightened or if they accidentally dropped something while you were sleeping or if they had their music on loud enough for you to hear without realizing you could hear it.

Everyone does these things sometimes. You do. I do. Everyone does. And that's okay.

We are a society. We are a community. We do not owe each other a bother-free existence. We owe each other compassion and consideration. And sometimes, when someone is a bother, those simply must make up for it.

[aghostwithablog]

Hi, anybody else use finch (self care bird app)? Feel free to add me as a friend on there <3

DQ6A41KCKB

[a-very-questionably-unstable-box]

Have you ever been to the planet of the bass

Why yes I have- why? Have they been putting down sick licks without me AGAIN?

[ghostwor1d]

why are my boobs so big i have to chop these off. bella use shadow claw

[ghostgiving]

feeling that itchiness of high school trauma that makes me feel like a caged animal lunging and snapping at the bars. thinking about being stuck in a building being hurt day after day by students and teachers and nobody caring enough to help until anything even resembling a human being is dead and gone and all that's left is me, the beast that bites back hard