I wish we had magic or very efficient technology so I could like, cut my leg off and get it reattached seamlessly, I'd be curious but I'm not fucking with losing my leg definitively for no reason
in all seriousness it's very alienating knowing theres Something Wrong With You. like seeing your mental illness come through in your behaviour and thought processes and knowing it's irrational and unhealthy, knowing other people are reading you as weird or stupid, and not being able to do anything about it is such a lonely experience
has anybody seen my pet piece of paper. his name is walter he is very fragile but very adventurous. i should never have left the window open in my tenth story apartment
recently I have seen a ton of threads on reddit along the lines of, "can non-smokers really tell if someone smokes cigarettes?" or "do non-smokers think everyone who smokes cigarettes smells?"
yes. people with half decent smelling abilities (I would say ye average person who can smell) are able to tell not only if someone is a smoker, but if they live with a smoker or have been around someone smoking cigarettes recently. cigarette smell is awful, it gets into the clothes, it gets into hair, it gets into paper, it gets all over the skin. it seems like people who are around cigarette smoke a lot stop noticing the smell.
just about everyone who can smell (and is not a smoker) notices cigarette smell. it is extremely potent. cigarette smell, even just leftover in clothes, is a common trigger for asthma and other types of breathing problems, and perfumes to cover up the smells can often just make that worse, make someone breathing it sicker, and bring more attention to something that absolutely reeks. a lot of smokers do not realize just how terrible they smell until they stop smoking.
I have ordered fountain pen parts that CLEARLY came from somewhere someone was smoking cigarettes. most of the package was plastic or metal, but there were a few tiny sheets of paper. talking, a few inches by a few inches. the total size of an index card or two. just those few sheets of paper reeked so fucking bad that first I got really sick, and I had to put those parts into a sealed container for months with some baking soda until they stopped smelling so fucking bad and stopped making me so fucking sick. I have no idea just how someone could feel comfortable selling something that stunk that fucking awful, but I guess the people who sent it to me either smoke too much to tell how much their products fucking reek, or they just genuinely did not give a single fuck.
cigarette smoke really, really, really stinks. even if it was from days, weeks, or months ago.
There is no possible reality where this is in any way capable of being passed off as self-defense. It was never self-defense. It is, and always has been, a genocide.
Crying babies. Crying babies. This is, beyond a shadow of a doubt, meant to draw out and kill civilians while also making it far more difficult to locate and aid children who are trapped or alone.
If you have money to spare, please consider donating to some of the fundraisers on Operation Olive Branch to help people escape this genocide.