talked shit with a couple of my friends and it turned my whole entire day around no problem. i'm chipper as hell now. not to state the obvious but friends are literally all there is
i am EVIL!!! no I don't want to join your found family please go away,,
I'm literally pointing a death lazer at you
*sobs*
stop asking about my dad
dead serious WHAT did they put into claire de lune to make it do all that
pinao
astounding
completely obsessed with the brazilian cover of artificial condition
reading non-fiction will have you standing up and giving ted talks to your furniture
more people would exercise if this culture didn't make it absolute hell
I teach martial arts. we play games with the little kids. they swordfight with noodles and throw foam balls at each other. in the summer, we take them out into the parking lot with water guns. in the winter, we have snowball fights.
the teenagers get swords and staffs and practice knives. we teach them moves from marvel movies that they ask about. they get squirt guns and snowball fights too. we let them goof off and climb the support beams and charge directly at each other in padded suits.
sometimes parents say they miss doing things like that. I tell them, "stay for an adult class. just try it out." we build obstacle courses and let them mess around with training rifles. they chat while sparring. we scream and cheer for them when they're in the middle of a circle. and then we send them out to the parking lot with squirt guns and snowballs.
it's exercise. it's healthy. it's an important life skill. and it's fun as fuck.
This is one of the forgotten but imo super harmful symptoms of diet culture-exercise being relegated to weight loss rather than jist enjoying using and being in your body.
Donβt like the gym? Ok, go find a line dancing club. A Tai Chi class. Play Just Dance every day. Arrange a tag football team. Go to a trampoline park.
Using our bodies shouldnβt be a chore assigned in shame.
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Golbo in a handmade sweater! :D (Golbo belongs to ppl behind @zooliminology )
[Fuzzy!]
"There is an impulse in moments like this to appeal to self-interest. To say: These horrors you are allowing to happen, they will come to your doorstep one day; to repeat the famous phrase about who they came for first and who they'll come for next. But this appeal cannot, in matter of fact, work. If the people well served by a system that condones such butchery ever truly believed the same butchery could one day be inflicted on them, they'd tear the system down tomorrow. And anyway, by the time such a thing happens, the rest of us will already be dead.
"No, there is no terrible thing coming for you in some distant future, but know that a terrible thing is happening to you now. You are being asked to kill off a part of you that would otherwise scream in opposition to injustice. You are being asked to dismantle the machinery of a functioning conscience. Who cares if diplomatic expediency prefers you shrug away the sight of dismembered children? Who cares if great distance from the bloodstained middle allows obliviousness. Forget pity, forget even the dead if you must, but at least fight against the theft of your soul."
How English has changed in the past 1000 years.
the big mans a lad i have fuck all, he lets me have a kip in a field he showed me a pondΒ
Just two little bison
fuckin' drawin
if nobody told you yet today i love you & im proud of you & you can handle whatever today throws at you