ship posting BACK you are NEVER safe!
i dabble in the zip bomb. + some eternal torment/nightmare blunt rotation cause i miss them bad. what if none of us could find peace and we were all in love
EDIT here’s it all in one image so the quality isnt garbo (i was screenshotting them)
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the fact that I cannot simply quit my job. there’s plenty of food and space and skilled people in the world. things could function so much better with a tenth the labor if we were efficient about it. but we aren’t. and under capitalism I love my job - I am incredibly lucky to have it and even find it fulfilling in its way. but also I am disabled and my life would be 1000% easier if I just didn’t have to find miracle jobs to make what still comes to below poverty wages given how few hours I can manage. but even though the amount of money I make is play money to other people, it’s the only thing giving me dignity, both the dignity of privacy in spending and the false dignity of being a “productive member of society”. plus, like, I gotta eat and feed my cats, even if I’m currently rent free. but sometimes I think about the ways money and my job (and their relationship with my health) play as such large factors in my decision making and I just think, ideally, those would have less weight. ideally I could just quit my job and somehow still have money. not because I don’t love the work, but because of the limitations having to maintain both a work schedule and my fatigue put on me.
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TW Abuse
Aren feels guilt over clinging to his abuse, because he’s looked up to his Pops for so long as a role model, as someone who he should aspire to be.
But then he interacts with a toddler, or a little kid, or even people his own age. He can’t help but think about how fragile they are, how easy their skin would give way to bruises and blood, and he wonders how you could have something so precious and vulnerable, one that looks up to you with adoration and unadulterated trust, and tear it to shreds.
And he knows it was wrong, but he still tries to convince his friends otherwise. Because if they agree, that means it’s something he has to let go. He doesn’t have to look it in the eyes and ask questions that he won’t ever get an answer to.
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I’m going to try and share more cases from the Nordic/Scandi countries as your local Nordic/Scandi migrant (country will remained unnamed) because I am just about sick of US and European feminists talking about the Nordic countries as though women are 100% safe, never get trafficked and how they’re feminism “done right”. Cases like these are big deals here but never see the light of day in the rest of the world.
I don’t want to hear SHIT about Iceland being a feminist paradise ever again. I don’t want to hear SHIT about how wonderful and safe it is for women.
This case has been a huge deal in Iceland and has found its way into my orbit. It just got very messy and exposes just how deep these issues run in Iceland.
Search this asshole’s name on Facebook and read into the case more. It’s dire.
Justice for every single person affected by this man and lock away every single man associated with him.
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the revolutionary idea is oft dismissed as a fools’ errand
-me, wearing swim goggles while i chop onions
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Things I’m currently working on against my better judgement
- dcxdp fanfic where I don’t know any of the components only the crossover fandom
- isekai erased now in round 5 of revisions to the structure/planning that’s gotten to the point that I’ve forsaken the spreadsheet I’ve been working in and am writing in a zine-like booklet instead
- volleyvolleyball, don’t worry about it
- straight up legitimately new norse myths
Backburner;
- like 4 different gay isekai stories in the same universe (solen and his duke, accidentally married the archduke and duchess, I was reincarnated into another world as the northern duke in an adoption story, and a 4th one that’s just kinda brewing)
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This WAS going to be for Josuyasu Week for the formal wear prompt.... but that gold frame kicked my ass 😭😭
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Sorry my professors going you could sell a painting for 5 thousand American dollars combined with the fact that I keep getting rejected by every show I apply to is making me bitter again
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Lmaoooo someone called me a “dope defender” because I told them weed isn’t a hard drug, usually hard drugs aren’t legal in 24 states 💀 I’m gonna get “dope defender” tattooed on my body that’s so funny. I at least need it on a shirt
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i want to get into youtube knitting blogs but so far i am just being suffocated with rage envy that there are so many people whose incredibly structurally robust wrists let them produce like eight sweaters a year, and yet they use this to make the blandest, most poor-taste poorly constructed garments i’ve ever fucking seen
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