Hello Moon, its been a while since we talked, hope you are doing well and receiving many blessings. The world is hell rn but nevertheless I hope the small hapinnesses you encounter give you hope 🩷
hey carola 💖 thank you for sending this in, you're so sweet 🥺 i've had this in my inbox for a while bc i truly didn't know how to respond to it... the world really is hell right now and every feeling of happiness i get is somehow always riddled with privilege and guilt... nonetheless i have no right to give up hope so thank you for the kind reminder 💖 i hope you're taking care of yourself and i'm sending you hugs and warmth to help you get through this cold winter 🫂🌻
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I think a lot about how a girl chafing against and actively rejecting the gender roles enforced upon them when they were young has been labeled internalized misogyny.
if you hate pink because you were forced to wear pink when you were younger bc thats what little girls wear? internalized misogyny, according to the internet. if you hate dolls because you got in trouble for wanting to play with dinosaurs and cars? internalized misogyny, according to the internet. if you resent the beauty industry and the way that in order to be seen as a human if you're not conventionally attractive, you need to redraw your face to fit constantly shifting beauty standards? internalized misogyny, according to the internet.
beginning to think that the average internet user doesn't know what internalized misogyny is! beginning to think that you all are unable to think critically about the world we live in and how our identities are used to sell products and enforce gender roles!
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that IS ur sob story though???? bc EVERYONE should have health insurance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Saw a tweet saying "thanks to netflix everyone born after 1998 is gonna learn what a torrent is" like sis some of us are poor I sure as hell am not paying for Netflix's capitalist bullshit and the five other streaming services that you need to watch a single show we know what a fucking torrent is lmfao
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Why is it so hard to find Nordic arch/anth pieces 😭😭 now I gotta do a talkoot on neolithic subsistence strategies bc that's the most abundant form of research I guess
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the organ was a sacred tool, kei thinks.
the keyboard was simply a distant cousin, kei knows.
fingers, translucent and neon, tap against plastic keys - they are lighter than what he is used to. the hustle and bustle of the music store is something most unfamiliar, akin to that of the train stations he had since forgotten come his days in a desolate wasteland.
truth be told, the company of demons was a welcome one. amidst the sand, snow and oddities that da'at presented to him, it was most unfortunate to stick out like a sore thumb here. blue hair, yellow eyes, a not exactly human appearance . . . he figures he looks more similar to the robot singer he sees across billboards. the one with the lightning blue hair. right.
and yet, there is an inkling of hope born within fiyero. someone traditionally nonhuman, someone with eyes somewhat similar to his. perhaps they had similar experiences. hopefully they did.
affront to god or not, some of demonkind had been kind to kei. some of his closest companions themselves had accepted him with open arms. it is only natural he would seek those of similar walks of life to him.
fingers dance on keys, waiting expectantly for his gaze. eventually, kei resorts to simply playing it not well. loudly. he makes no means to hide unwavering stare.
demons he knew had a certain aura to them. fiyero lacked it. there is no sense of angelkind upon her, nor the touch of an artificial god.
"do you play ?" kei eventually calls out. "piano, i mean."
"you look musical. i would like to speak to you more," . . . can someone look musical ? "privately, please. i don't like talking over crowds."
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