Check your registration and be sure to update it, if you see that you’re not registered. DO IT! There WILL BE VOTER PURGING IN RED STATES. Stand your ground at the polls, if you are challenged by a “you’re not on our registered voter list” nonsense. Demand a provisional ballot so that you can vote! Do not let your polling administrators give you a run-around. Once you’ve viewed and/or updated your registration on-line, Print screen or send a copy of the registration document from your phone to a printer! Take that printout with you when you go to vote, just in case. This especially matters if you live in a red state!
>lives in a funeral home. my parents embalm bodies twenty feet and an entire wall away from where we cook dinner
>have a friend i want to be my girlfriend
>she starts hanging out with her boss’ (???) twin niece and nephew outside of work hours even though they’re like in elementary school
>friend becomes your girlfriend
>weird shit happens around these twins. conscience store ghosts, a weirdly pixelated adult man beating you up, your dirt bike gets stolen, your girlfriend’s boss and his nephew make your gf break up with you???
>gets memories erased at some point
>suddenly in love with only other female friend, like instantly in love and it’s like this came out of nowhere but she’s so perfect and you loooooove her it’s so great don’t question why there’s a part of you that doesn’t remember ever actually falling in love with her. also those fucking twins had something to do with this again.
>apocalypse happens
>mfw im apparently part of a secret key of people that can save the world by holding hands but it gets fucked up last minute by your ex’s boss fighting with his twin over grammar (did he always have a twin?? why are there so many twins??)
>the ritual you were a part of failed. you were supposed to be a special person and part of saving the world but nope. that failed.
>get turned into a statue
>apocalypse ends and you have no clue how or why
>things like immediately go back to normal
>still with girl you don’t remember falling in love with
>the twins just fucking. leave the town. and now there’s two of your ex girlfriend’s bosses around. no one ever explains how or why any of this has happened. you still live in a funeral home.
I get rly rlyyyy tired of people trying to recommend me to go on T all the time I DONT!!! leave me alone. 👍🏾
I’m ok where I am NGL I like being gnc and you have to fucking respect that.
People need to stop thinking about hormones as something “trans people have to do” and more like tools to make your body change in certain ways.
And not all trans people want those changes! Which is fine!
It’s not like all trans men have to be on T so they’ll look specific ways… That’s the kind of gender-essentialist nonsense that cis people use on trans people! It shouldn’t be used by trans people.
I had a dream that I witnessed something so funny that I needed to draw a comic about it, but nobody in the dream wanted to have a look at the comic or read it. I don’t remember anything else about the dream but I needed to draw the comic and show y'all what it was.
God I love “We’re enemies, but we’ve been enemies for a long time, which is sort of like being friends.” Great trope.
Especially when it comes with a side of “this OTHER enemy isn’t being your enemy in the right way. I will help you defeat them, so that I can go back to being your primary enemy, your correct enemy.”
I fucking despise when things fake being higher quality than they are. I don’t mean like slapping a slightly misspelled brand name onto an identical non-designer product for purely aesthetic reasons I mean like rivets or thread that are actually glued down rather than punched or stitched. Fake pockets on jeans that are actually just an extra seam. Heavy looking chain that’s plastic or very soft flimsy metal rather than anything sturdy. I bought boots which looked like they had a stitched sole 8 months ago and lo and behold the glue holding the sole on is revealing itself by falling apart. You PUT a STITCH IN THERE. YOU HAD THE NEEDLE AND THREAD. AND YOU DIDNT ACTUALLY STITCH DOWN THE FUCKING SOLES. Oh it makes me so mad. Cheap cunts taking the aesthetics of durability or practicality while handing you a product that won’t last you the year
beats headphones add weights to make the headphones seem higher quality. they ADD WEIGHTS. i don’t know the actually quality of the materials used for the headphones, but i know that adding weights is just… bonkers, really.
Kramer finds a Death Note from Hot Topic on the ground and opens a business called “Kira’s Euthanasia Services.” Several angry customers return after not passing away in their sleep. Kramer gets arrested for medical fraud and practicing without a license.
yeah, its all fine and cool to say “fuck columbus” or whatever, but like. dude’s been dead for hundreds of years now. do things that actively help native lives in the present. learn about native lands and cultures. learn to appreciate but not appropriate. help us maintain what little we actually have when the government inevitably tries to take it from us.
flower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me
like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry”
i thought you could combine flowers
like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the combination of hibiscus and posies and tulips they’d understand “the rebel leader is dead, rendezvous at the docks at 8, bring the dog, you will need lighter fluid and a large tomato”
I really hope no one’s answered this for you yet, I saw this and got so excited that my obscure knowledge base might come into use. I had to stretch a few flowers so to speak but Victorian flower language allows for alteration in meaning depending on colour, fruit, flower, bud, steam, leaves and thorns, so I didn’t feel I was too far out of line. This message would work best as two bouquets bound together. First red Nasturtium with no leaves (red denotes a leader, the nasturtium a patriot) mixed with white or red Mask Flowers (rebellion, red if you want to emphasize fighting, white martyrdom) around Cypress (death). Then Chick weed (rendezvous) and Blue Convolvulus (night) surrounded by eight White Popular Leaves (symbolises the time: eight), Yellow Iris (flame, and a flower that grows by rivers) and Yellow Prarie Dock Flowers (this was closest I could find to docks)and one large Tomato Leaf, all bound in Dogwood Bark. Dogwood represents deceit, but as far as I could find the bark wasn’t used symbolically, and as you referred to the dog instead of a dog, I thought it was likely the pun should be a dead giveaway.
So there’s your rebel message!
Holy shit I just got the best fucking idea for a thieves guild that uses flowers to communicate in coded messages with each other. It’s the least efficient but the most fucking Dramatique™ way of sending codes to each other
So I don’t know if this has been done before, but here are all the things mentioned, in order.
Whew! It fits!
The dogwood bark at the end there is one of the less trypophobic pictures and I’m not sure if it’s accurate. Nor am I sure that anything else is accurate.
The mask flowers were a teensy bit harder to find thanks to Covid.
The mask flowers were
a teensy bit harder to
find thanks to Covid.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
being a child from an abusive home is so funny because sometimes you’ll be like “well there was only a little physical violence in my household growing up” and then someone will inform you that in many households the amount of physical violence is actually zero
Your boss eyes the two of you, he seems nervous while he slightly shakes in fear. The two of you have been doing nothing but suspecting each other the entire time. Yet you haven’t even suspected the fact that,
Your boss eyes the two of you, he seems nervous while he slightly shakes in fear. The two of you have been doing nothing but suspecting each other the entire time. Yet you haven’t even suspected the fact that,
they should legalize polyamory. everywhere. and im not kidding at all. if someone wants to marry multiple people they should be allowed to. for any reason.
they should legalize polyamory. everywhere. and im not kidding at all. if someone wants to marry multiple people they should be allowed to. for any reason.
before anybody tries to say some bullshit about this, extending the definition of marriage to include multiple people would give members of religions forced into abusive polygamy the same rights any divorcing spouse would have without putting them at risk for being charged with bigamy. this would make it easier for people to leave abusive plural marriages.
hope you don’t mind me weighing in on this. my family members practice polygamy illegally in the US and mexico. i was raised by survivors of that culture and i have been surrounded by them my whole life. i have a lot of thoughts on this issue and i haven’t stumbled upon anybody with the same level of knowledge on the topic weigh in.
this person is right. it is the illegality of polygamy that forces young girls and women to stay in these communities. if they have been forced into an incestuous, pedophilic, or abusive marriage, they cannot go to the police. the victims of polygamy will be punished for their role in this system. my family has graveyards filled with babies that were born with defects (i can’t think of a more respectful word, but these issues are what killed them) because hospitals are simply not an option.
absolutely, yes, factor victims of cults and polygamy into our discussions of this conversation. but don’t use us as a prop for your anti-polyamory agenda. the opposition of polygamy only hurts victims of this system. it reinforces the cult tactics used to prevent anyone from leaving and controlling women.
i have complex thoughts on the way abusive polygamy is completely ignored as a whole and not factored in to any nuanced conversations about plural marriage that i don’t quite have the words for just yet, but i’ll do my best. surely we can discuss how disenfranchised communities (often, in my experience, poor white & mexican women) have historically been abused by institutions of loose marriage guidelines/requirements, and we can factor this into the way we shape changes toward legalizing plural marriage in a way that respects everyone involved. surely we can acknowledge that ANY form of marriage can be used in a violent way against women in a way that is respectful of both victims of abusive polygamy and polyamorous people who struggle living outside of the norm. (not that this post is disrespectful, i’m just bothered by how many discussions are flippant and how abusive polygamy is treated as an issue of the past when it is ALIVE AND WELL TODAY, but these people live in complete isolation and are largely ignored by the US and mexican governments.) like many issues, progress toward fixing one social issue (lack of marriage opportunities for polyamorous people) also helps another disenfranchised community (those who are victimized or susceptible to be victimized by abusive polygamy)!
if someone brought karl marx back to life the first thing I would do is have a shopping montage to get him modern outfits where I shake my head yes or no to the outfits he picks out but then after that we’d get down to serious business
by the way, for people who don’t understand what the issue with “delulu” is, let me put it this way. i know a kid who uses delulu in day to day speech to refer to her crushes, or her favorite fictional ships, or other people liking things she doesn’t. this is common. one day, she found out from an ex friend of mine that i used to honestly believe i was the second coming of jesus christ. when she asked me about it, i told her it was a delusion. she said “honey, you’re not delusional, you’re straight up insane.” if non-psychotics take “delusional” and make it mean anything less than what it does mean, it leaves us with no word less than insane, or nuts, or crazy.
Narinder: never mind my failed assassination attempts, im going to kill you one day and i hope every waking second you have is in fear of my soon to be revenge. die
Lamb, who’s blood pressure lowers when Narinder enters the room: okie dokie <3
Narinder/The One Who Waits: befriended a distrustful-of-gods angry Lamb at their first meeting, provided emotional comfort and company over several hundred years, showed patience and care to someone he saw as an equal when he shouldn’t have, would ask the Lamb to die just to have ‘sleepovers’ in the afterlife that had nothing to do with their mission to free him:
Narinder: idk why the Lamb is so comfortable around me, their biggest threat. hmm. they must be stupid. yes thats it.
friendly reminder that characters don’t need to be saints to be entertaining. and telling a story does not mean endorsement. art does not need to be all about morally good people.
IDK if this was meant as hyperbole but it’s literally true:
We are genuinely in a crisis of media literacy, with ever fewer genuinely factual resources available in the style and language used by contemporary audiences.
It may sound condescending, but we genuinely need to remind people, or worse, explain to them for the first time that art is not evidence of real world behaviour.
So, thank you, for this reminder. Genuinely.
You’re correct:
Art does not need to feature exclusively morally pure characters. Art is not proof of the creator’s secret, violent desires.
friendly reminder that characters don’t need to be saints to be entertaining. and telling a story does not mean endorsement. art does not need to be all about morally good people.
IDK if this was meant as hyperbole but it’s literally true:
We are genuinely in a crisis of media literacy, with ever fewer genuinely factual resources available in the style and language used by contemporary audiences.
It may sound condescending, but we genuinely need to remind people, or worse, explain to them for the first time that art is not evidence of real world behaviour.
So, thank you, for this reminder. Genuinely.
You’re correct:
Art does not need to feature exclusively morally pure characters. Art is not proof of the creator’s secret, violent desires.
Lowering my prices on my commissions because as it turns out, I just lost my job!! I’ve been hunting for a new job for a little over a month now, but unfortunately I am disabled and haven’t had any luck in finding a new place… This has all come at the worst time, because I’m also supposed to be moving out into my own apartment in less than a month, and now I’m not sure I’ll be able to continue doing so
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