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“there is no straight explanation for this” neither is there a gay one. there is however an aromantic one

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Beware!

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I saw a comment on ig saying that fifteen found Jamies old clothes and decided to wear them, that's why he has a kilt 😭 and I can't stop thinking about it, Jamie would love fifteen

#doctor who #jamie mccrimmon #fifteenth doctor #twojamie #classic who

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#meaningless conversation with them #them being my sister who died

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Some birthday ramblings because I love me and I love my birthday and I need to journal.

Sitting here wishing my dad or mom would ask me to do something for my birthday but it's just not their vocabulary. I could probably do an entire novella in my family dynamics and the ways it makes me feel.

Scrolling on social media and Grindr and whatever else alone. Truly a horrid habit that's so meh. I feel more and more confident in a future dwindling of social media and social media hiatus.

Sitting in my friends house with their cute kitty the day after literally flying across the country to move in a different city. This energy and warmth and love is appreciated.

The love I received as I left for new adventures with the idea being my first day of a new (birth) year would be in Pittsburgh... Only for me to end up in Warren. Same idea though. New year new me.

Today has no real agenda except maybe dinner with friends later. I think I may wander downtown in a bit. And call back my uncle. And just sit and enjoy the surroundings of Warren, a place I have not been for my birthday since I was 22(?).

I turn 32 today. In some ways my future is the most uncertain it's ever been. I'm unemployed. I just moved to a new city. I'm not really sure what new hobbies or things I'll get into.

And yet, as I move, I reflect on the forged friendships both near and afar. The flames of love leave precious scars and memories I hold tight. And the love and feelings I have around these people tell me I'll be just fine. Not only will they help carry me but they'll help forge new friendships too.

I try to hold onto people and the reality is sometimes people are just in chapters of your life. There's definitely people from my Texas chapter I'll keep in touch with and grow with. And other friendships will either away.

The opposite growths of friendship with people I have barely kept up with since I moved away will also be true. And new friends too.

I needed to push and grow and reflect and love. I'm not sure what this new birth year brings. But I do wish for radical confidence. Communicating my needs. Letting go of the negatives. Holding tighter to the positives. Breathing. Loving. Dating.

And living a bit more. I've felt like I've been limping for 2 years now. If there's something I love about myself it's this ability to reflect and pivot and grow. While it's caused hardships for sure I'm learning to do this more compassionately and with love.

For today. For now. It's time to start. Again.

#personal #long rambles #happy birthday to me #its my birthday

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Prison guards: Iroh? Escape? Ha! That weak, senile old man couldn’t escape if we rolled a red carpet to the door!

Iroh alone in his cell:

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one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method

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What if there was an apocalypse but some people were really really in denial and optimistic and thinking everything will be back to normal soon?

Like they’d be foraging through the ruins of New York for supplies, shooting raiders in the face and saying “Man, this recession is really bad, huh?”

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If a worker who isn't the owner says ANYTHING similar to "I'm not really supposed to do this but-" and then does something that helps you, under no circumstances inform the business, including through reviews. You tell them that the worker was polite, professional, the very model of customer service and why you like to go there. You do not breathe a word of the rulebreaking.

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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

#i just moved so we'll feel it out #but usually unlocked at day locked at night

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Palestinians aren’t micro-celebrities, by the way. They aren’t Brad Pitt or Beyoncé or any other celebrity you routinely follow the daily lives of; they’re regular people who’re going through something unimaginable, who’re barely able to grieve the deaths of their families because they’re too busy spoon-feeding y’all information you couldn’t be assed to research yourselves.

Saying you’re a fan of someone who mainly posts about the deaths of their friends, families, and loved ones just confirms how you guys see the plight of black and brown people as entertainment to cheer on. It’s disgusting, have some fucking shame and humility.

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I came across this article in the wall street journal and thought it might be helpful for some of my fellow spoonies

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yknow i never noticed the sheer rareness of images having ids or alt text on this website until i started adding alt text to my art (and trying to remember to add it to any images i post in general, especially text screenshots) and that makes me kinda sad

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Yeah quiet quitting is great and all but have you tried chaotic working?

Like. I remember back in my grocery store cashier days I did so much crazy shit.

When WIC (Women, infants, and children voucher program to help low income mothers/families with children) people were in my line I would pretty much know who they were. Before the cards they had to tell us upfront they were WIC and show us their vouchers for what they were allowed to get (it was awful some times. Like. 2 gallons of milk. $4 worth of vegetables etc etc). They’d always have items hanging back, waiting to see what the total was and if they would have to take it off the belt.

I began to place the fruits/vegetables a certain way on the register scale so that like 1/2lbs of grapes read as like .28lbs or something. Then act shocked when I said that they still had X amount of lbs left. They got all their fruit and vegetables.

I think it started to kinda? Catch on to the women? Because I would have the same moms in my line month after month. And even after they switched to the cards (they worked like food stamp cards?) I’d still do the same thing. They were able to get more produce for whatever shitty max amount Indiana gave them.

Anyways. Be chaotic. It’s more fun that way.

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employees should be allowed to steal, actually