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Babygirl I know fandom history that you wouldn’t even care about
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my toxic trait is simply not doing things if i don't want to do them
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66edirpfoniseht66 · 16 days
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The old school lack of transparency on tumblr is amazing because you assume the people you follow must all be equivalent to you and then you see someone write “I brought my youngest to college today” and someone else write “my mom wouldn’t let me listen to Ariana Grande when I was a kid” and then your head explodes
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66edirpfoniseht66 · 16 days
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While I was in inpatient the main group therapy guy (who looks weirdly like Mads Mikkelsen) asked me what I aimed to do with my writing and I said, "Make people suffer. Some good, cathartic suffering." Which I've struggled with recently because I felt like that was a kind of malicious goal (since, like my friend Dirk said once, I always need to do the math so that I = bad). And he was very pleased with that answer. He said that it was a good thing, that I was introducing children to suffering and the ways that people process suffering in a healthy space (since it's not real) and that makes children feel (and he pointed to the word "safe" on the whiteboard). He told me I was a suffering person who could reach out through my suffering to help others with theirs, and that was good, that was important, it was transformative, and I was protecting children.
I just sat there fighting back tears and quietly said "Oh...I never thought of it like that."
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66edirpfoniseht66 · 17 days
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hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious
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66edirpfoniseht66 · 18 days
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I know this is a niche one but I can’t get it out of my head.
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I was trying to find out if Kermit was eligible to be pope and I found a blog that says he's the perfect example of a catholic priest
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66edirpfoniseht66 · 1 month
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Why does basil smell so fucking amazing
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I love you dead punctuation marks.
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66edirpfoniseht66 · 1 month
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Have you ever considered how fucking astonishing babies crying is?
The young of other animals don’t make noise, or if they do, barely any at all. Baby birds only start chirping when their parents come back with the food, kittens meow to their mothers because cat communication is extremely subtle and drawing your caretaker’s attention may require a sound when you have eight siblings. At this point, they can already see and walk.
 But human babies? Crying is essentially the first willful action that they learn. Months before being able to move on your own, or even hold your own fucking head up, or being able to choose when and where you defecate. Before anything else, a skill more valuable than anything else, is a distress call.
 A distress call specifically intended to be impossible to ignore.
 Before object permanence or theory of mind, without even an understanding of what help they need, who could provide it, and whether they choose to do so, a human being is capable of expressing that there is something wrong in the state they are in, that they are powerless to correct on their own.
 This is what was evolutionarily selected above silent babies that did not attract predators. This is what was selected instead of young who could instantly walk. This is what was selected as the ideal offspring for the human race. Not one that runs. Not one that hides. Not one that can fend for itself. A creature that can communicate, if only the simplest, most inherent message: I need help.
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