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internet politics and real-world politics have gotten so separated, and pretty soon all this internet weirdness is gonna come crashing into real life and politicians are gonna start throwing around words like “SJW” and “anime communist” and “dark enlightenment” and it’s just gonna be the most ridiculous fucking thing
date of origin: 13th of april, 2015.
happy 10 year anniversary!
This post.
This fucking post.
It is in some ways, the only piece of evidence I have that there was a time Before.
The official white house twitter posts spongebob memes and AI generated anime images about their human rights violations
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Depression is such an effective tranquilizer that it creates a great opportunity for plot twists in your real life. I have a pretty consistent opinion of myself which is “low” and “never ending guilt and shame for reasons I don’t understand.”
Recently received feedback from two different editing clients that started with “Please pass along to Jacquelynn that she is phenomenal at her job” and “I was blown away by the evaluation I received.”
You always hear about how depression (and anxiety) lies to you and distorts reality, but there is logically knowing that and then there is like, physical proof of it and you are suddenly Neo in the Matrix jumping out of the fucked up little tube machine.
Look, medication and therapy are essential, but I think we shouldn’t underestimate this form of treatment
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“but you could be such a beautiful woman!” i cannot explain to you the degree to which looking like ‘a beautiful woman’ would make me like slowly implode from the inside out
“you would look so beautiful if you let me take your bones out of your skin and form them into a statue that’s pleasing to the eye <3” yeah but i’m not going to live that way and if i did it would be constant agony. i’d like to be an ugly man please and thank you.
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The wonders of the mycological world.
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Jonathan, looking out the window and once more watching Dracula scale the walls like a lizard:
[ID: The meme image of Ben Affleck smoking on a balcony, looking disheveled, exhausted, and exasperated.
Below is an edit of the same image so that he is dressed in a Victorian suit, wearing a rosary, looking out a castle window. END ID]
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I just want you all to know, that if and when this site does experience a real exodus and/or get sunsetted for good, even if we don’t keep in touch I’ll remember you so fondly. You’re the online equivalent of the other kid on the beach where we built sandcastles together; the girl at the campsite where we explored the trees. You’re the drunk person who shared kind words in the bathroom at the club, you’re the talented artists at the life drawing class or the poetry night in a city where I don’t live anymore. It makes me sad that maybe in the future our paths won’t cross so easily, but even when we leave this little shared piece of cyberspace, carried away on our briefly intersecting trajectories, just know I still love you