#this is all capitalism btw

[cemeterymidtown]

I can’t shake the horror I feel looking at CHILDREN (9-13) partaking in skincare and online beauty culture. Like yeah we should teach children to care for their bodies, this is not that. I see children arguing with dermatologists. Like telling an actual doctor things like “who even are you lmaooooo” or “you’re just jealous”, children are not being allowed to be in that awkward phase anymore because they are SO online, so if they do partake in being a child, they are ridiculed by other children!!! This is so fucked up!!!!!?!???!?

Like obviously all tweens aren’t like this, my cousin is pretty normal I guess, my neighbors kids are good and normal I think? But kids are slowly being forced to not be kids and it scares me.

Someone pls tell me if I’m overreacting bc I hope I am

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

[bergooz]

i feel like part of this is another lesson in parasocial relationships. we in fact do not know the people we watch sometimes multiple times a week on our little screens or even the people we pay to see at live shows

[duckiemimi]

my gojos

and my one geto

[shepards-folly]

shout out to the fellas who can’t help but assume everyone is mad at them if they even sound slightly upset (it’s me i’m the fellas)

[askcapital]

Capital looks around, sheepishly. They remain quiet for a bit, before speaking up.

Uhm. I, uh, should say... thank you.

-> Capital seems to be getting hang of it... slowly but surely?

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[shippin-it-faster-than-fedex]

"can I copy your homework?"

"yeah just change it up a bit so it doesn't look obvious you copied"

"ok"

[twilight-deviant]

Telling content creators it's wrong to explore artistic freedom and be independently funded by fans, and they should instead continue taking advertisement revenue from google* is

NOT

the anti-capitalism stance actually.

*(Yes, google owns youtube.)

[youchoseeachother]

14.15

[pink-wysteria]

I feel like I'm non stop posting about Riptide but it's consumed my mind body and soul rn so forgive me but also

out of the main dynamics in the show - chip and jay's siblings, chip and gillion's gay lovers, and the albatrio as a whole, I think the friendship between gillion and jay feels somehow like the purest form of friendship. they're not siblings, they're not romantic, they're just two people who love and trust each other wholeheartedly enough to know that they can lean on each other when they're at their lowest and have no expectations from the other apart from their unconditional support. like, I love the dynamics that each of the trio has with the other, but it's so heartening to see just a wonderful, encouraging friendship that's just a /friendship/, you know? like, there's no 'she's like a sister to me', there's no jokes about them getting together, they just are two incredible friends and I love that. I love that they don't feel the need to explicitly state that it's platonic because of course it is because people are allowed to be friends without having to quantify that they feel no romantic interest in each other.

we've watched them become best friends over the course of like a hundred episodes and so when gillion tells her he will fight for what she wants or when jay tells him that he is exactly who he needs to be, it just feels so much more rewarding because it's just so earned from their characters

idk man i just love all the characters on this show I don't know any other better way to express it T.T

[nobylite]

so i try to save face, then i rest my case the judge pulls me aside, says "c'est la vie" "let your darker side come out to feed"

[keymintt]

i know there's not any longer-term achievements but getting this one made me chuckle. like shit dude time really does fly after being on this site for...a whole year........yeah. just a year... 365 days

[lesbiancarat]

man, part of me really wants to type out a whole rant about this shit but I feel like if I do there won't really be a central point and it will just be a bunch of disjointed rambling. so all I'll say is I'm so fucking tired of svt being under a giant corporation. like regardless of opinion about pledis by itself/pre-hybe, at least then we a) knew what we were dealing with and b) had /some/ collective power as fans to influence the company (ex. getting closer MV and svt ring as merch incidents)

all the hybe acquisition did was add 10 more layers of politics onto everything. for every one thing you could argue hybe improved or fixed, there's like 100 other pieces of bullshit that got introduced directly or indirectly. and it's not even a situation of hybe trying to sabotage svt or whatever like some ppl try to fearmonger about, it's literally all just capitalism and trying to please shareholders and make a profit and I'm so fucking tired of it

[larsnicklas]

the littlest carlson attends her first game :') #capsdads

[fellhellion]

Something something the spot’s goofy antics distract from how dangerous his own entitlement and resentment is

[clownprince]

Mfw the comic books that I illegally pirate online aren't available within 6 hours after they're released to the public