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sometimes you need to give up committing to the bit when someone genuinely can’t tell if it’s a bit or not and is getting distressed about it :/ sorry

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You believe me like a god

I betray you like a man

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Thanks for the question, Anon!

For me, I only go braless at home, even if others are there.

-submit your poll!-

#i only wear a bra to work and if i want my boobs up for an outfit #otherwise i’m free #my boobs are too big and i can’t find a bra that fits me without pain

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I had a very interesting discussion about theater and film the other day. My parents and I were talking about Little Shop of Horrors and, specifically, about the ending of the musical versus the ending of the (1986) movie. In the musical, the story ends with the main characters getting eaten by the plant and everybody dying. The movie was originally going to end the same way, but audience reactions were so negative that they were forced to shoot a happy ending where the plant is destroyed and the main characters survive. Frank Oz, who directed the movie, later said something I think is very interesting:

I learned a lesson: in a stage play, you kill the leads and they come out for a bow — in a movie, they don’t come out for a bow, they’re dead. They’re gone and so the audience lost the people they loved, as opposed to the theater audience where they knew the two people who played Audrey and Seymour were still alive. They loved those people, and they hated us for it.

That’s a real gem of a thought in and of itself, a really interesting consequence of the fact that theater is alive in a way that film isn’t. A stage play always ends with a tangible reminder that it’s all just fiction, just a performance, and this serves to gently return the audience to the real world. Movies don’t have that, which really changes the way you’re affected by the story’s conclusion. Neat!

But here’s what’s really cool: I asked my dad (who is a dramaturge) what he had to say about it, and he pointed out that there is actually an equivalent technique in film: the blooper reel. When a movie plays bloopers while the credits are rolling, it’s accomplishing the exact same thing: it reminds you that the characters are actually just played by actors, who are alive and well and probably having a lot of fun, even if the fictional characters suffered. How cool is that!?

Now I’m really fascinated by the possibility of using bloopers to lessen the impact of a tragic ending in a tragicomedy…

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#i shower every day even if i’m in a strange place #it’s essential to my nightly routine and my favorite activity after sleeping #but i don’t wash every day. just really hot water time.

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It's easy to think you'd be able to do something when you know that you'd never have to actually do it.

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we used to watch skam clips on google drive. we used to be a society

#i was so so obsessed with skam #i wanted to be a scandinavian teen boy sooooo bad

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More stories from hell (retail) today I was ringing up this lady and she goes oh I want to do part of this on a gift card and the rest on normal card and I go ok and then she hands me a folded piece of paper. I think oh OK it must be folded around the gift card, right? Wrong. It is a folded sheet of 8×11 printer paper with "$40" written on the inside in ballpoint pen. I go what is this. She says a gift card. I say this is not a gift card. She says yes it is. I say this is a piece of paper with "$40" written on it. She says "well it's a gift card." I say it absolutely is not. I am grinding my teeth. She says well I want to use it. I say you physically cannot do that bc it is a piece of paper. I cannot scan or swipe it. I apologize, as if this is my fault, and not because she is completely insane. I hate it here

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Palestinian activists get their message across on Londons iconic Tower Bridge landmark- one of the cities most historic buildings. We need a ceasefire now.

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like idk theres something rly sad to me about "i could make this" as a derogatory statement abt art. like, that's really the state of it, huh, where the average person imagines themselves so disconnected from art and creation that a comparison between an artist and them automatically brings the artist down. people can make art. you can make art.

#the literal best thing abt going to an art museum is seeing a piece and having a reaction to it #no matter what that reaction is. and then investigating the art to try to justify your reaction or challenge your reaction. #context provides soooooo much more meaning to art #i love reading the descriptions and googling the artist and learning about how personal this piece is #second best thing is going with someone else and they have a different reaction than you!!!! #omg humans are so complex and beautiful and that’s what art gets to show us over and over again #i love finding art that i hate

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Grad school is lying to you. You can indulge fixations on obscure topics on your own time. You can sit in a library color-coding notes on articles printed from JSTOR for free. You can argue with dead philosophers in essay format whenever you like. Academia is a state of mind.

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some silly new pins i made the other day