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literally all i could think of in that scene

freshman year of college I (a simple lesbian) met a gay dude and we instantly clicked and started talking about our childhoods and stuff and discovered we were born in the same hospital on the same day so we became each other's beards and watched hentai together every weekend

That sentence started and ended in very different places

reblog if you’re obsessed with imagery and symbolism and also are a homo

my art will be everyone's problem except mine, time to go back to 2016 babey

emo clown boy livin up to his name

https://apnews.com/article/university-stabbing-canada-waterloo-2b32c876596c576bb3093c147eb856a3

@politicsofcanada have you seen this shit.

And message to all the TERF and Nazi and other miserable excuse of a human being. That blood is on your hands. I hope you all die.

this was at the university of waterloo, luckily none of the wounds were fatal, but regardless this is awful

After blocking me without addressing any of the evidence i provided, turning off reblogs on their donation post because I called them out & people started reblogging my version, sending me an angry anon, @greatshipter has changed their url to @greatshiptersz btw (lol totally not suspicious /s)

& also below is their post that they stole & copied almost word for word, versus the original facebook post that was made in 2019, & here's my original callout

& here's the facebook post

This tweet is laser targeted at me from 6 yrs ago

There must be something about gender and deodorants I do not understand.

When I was 7 and my sister asked me to pick a deodorant for myself and I picked the strawberry scented one she flipped out and angrily told me in all sorts of details that I should pick one for boys and I could not understand what is the connection between gender and strawberry.

Fast forward nearly two decades later and she's the only family member I told directly to never be a part of my life ever again (not for this exact reason, there were a lot of them).

No see it's simple girls smell like nice things like fruit and flowers and guys smell like. Uh. I dunno. Hardtack? Sharks?

writing fics be like

The thing is you read too much 19th century Brit Lit and that's literally just how you start to talk. Was speaking with a friend about another friend and I said "he's very agreeable, but he lacks discernment" like that was in any way a normal way to phrase that sentiment.

This was me when I was ten (I mean, also later but this story is about stuff that happened when I was ten). I had a teacher who was horrible (she took over in like March for another one who left and was very much a desperation hire) and one day my dad came in and told her off for giving us so much homework that even though me and my friend and both our parents spent the whole weekend trying to finish it, we couldn’t. She was not pleased.

And she took it out on me. When I started middle school the following year I was enrolled in the Honors track (hello fellow gifted children who peaked early). Cut to roll call on the first day, and my name isn’t on the list. So I go down to the main office to sort things out, where a very nice lady tells me that I’ve been moved into the ESL (English as a second language) track. For context, I’m a foreign kid who moved to the US a year earlier but speak perfect English. My dad, who had yelled at my teacher a few months earlier, has a thick accent however. Turns out said teacher called the school and said I couldn’t speak English and don’t belong in the honors classes.

However, as mentioned above, I was basically OP. In fact, I was moving from my Frances Hodgson Burnett phase into my H.G. Wells phase at that point and spoke like a haunted Victorian doll when I opened my mouth. So when this nice lady told me that I was moved into the ESL class, my response was something along the lines of, “I’m sorry to trouble you but I do believe there’s been a mistake, albeit an easily reparable one. Might you be able to address this today? I would be remiss if I couldn’t attend my first period class.”

She blinked at me in confusion for a moment and then went to her computer and put me back in honors. She did not pass go. She did not collect $200. I was back in class before the teacher finished covering the class rules.

i love the just start skeleton post but every time i go to reblog it i see the comment referring to it as more positive than the just walk out skeleton post and i can't. i can't do it. just walk out skeleton post has been a source of tremendous liberation in my life. both skeleton posts are necessary. we live in a two skeleton world. many skeletons, even. can you tell i'm avoiding doing work

osama bin laden abuse you

hospitals in america are like you farted and it was soooo stank we had to turn on a fan. +$100000000000 to your hospital bill

Let’s talk about something called the “sunk cost fallacy”.

Say that you’ve bought a concert ticket for $50 for a band that you don’t know that well. Half an hour into the show, you realize that you don’t actually enjoy the music and you aren’t having a good time - instead of leaving the concert to go do something else, however, you sit through the remaining hours of the concert because you don’t want to “waste” the cost of the ticket. 

Congratulations, you’ve just fallen victim to the sunk cost fallacy.

The “sunk cost fallacy” is something that all humans are prone to when we make decisions. Simply put, it’s the human tendency to consider past costs when we make choices, even when those costs are no longer relevant. When you’re deciding whether or not to stay at that concert you aren’t enjoying, you will likely consider the cost of the ticket when you’re making your decision - for instance, you’d probably be a lot more willing to leave a $5 concert that you aren’t enjoying than a $50 concert that you aren’t enjoying. But taking the cost of the ticket into account at all is a mistake. 

When you’re making a rational decision, the only thing that matters is the future. Time, effort and money that you’re spent up until that point no longer matter - it doesn’t make sense to consider them, because no matter what you decide, you can’t actually get them back. They are “sunk” costs. If you decide to stay at that concert, you are out $50 and you’ll have a mediocre evening. If you decide to go leave and do something more fun, you are out $50 and you’ll have a better evening. No matter what you choose, you have lost $50 - but choosing to leave the concert means that you haven’t also spent an evening doing something you don’t like.

The sunk cost fallacy is sometimes also described as “throwing good money after bad” - people will waste additional time, resources and effort simply to justify the fact that they’ve already wasted time, resources and effort, even if it leaves them worse off overall. 

Common examples of sunk cost fallacy in everyday life include:

Perhaps the most damaging example of sunk cost fallacy in everyday life, however, is relationships. 

People often use the length of a relationship to justify staying in it. You’ve probably heard this logic - you may even have used it yourself: “I can’t break up with him or the two years we spent together will be for nothing.”

“If I leave her, it will mean I wasted the five years I spent with her.”

The reality, though, is that staying in a mediocre relationship doesn’t “give you back” the time you’ve already invested in that relationship. It just makes the relationship longer. If you stay in a bad relationship for five more years to avoid “wasting” the first two, you haven’t actually made those first two years worthwhile - you’ve simply spent seven years of your life in a bad relationship. There’s nothing we can do to recover time and effort (and in most cases, money) that we’ve already spent. But we can forgive ourselves, and we can stop letting our past mistakes continue to define our futures. 

To put it in Marie Kondo’s words, those things have served their purpose to you, even if their only purpose was to teach you that you do not like that thing. That ticket has now taught you that you do not like this type of band/concert, and leaving the concert is not a waste of that ticket because the ticket has already served its purpose to you. Don’t hold onto things solely out of guilt, because their purpose in your life is over now, and holding onto them will not bring you joy.

A doctor saying "Good news! Your labs look great" is like if you were watching a cop show and the chief walked in like "Great news, everybody! The best news! The killer is still at large and we have no leads."

okay i'm high should I read omega verse for the first time

what is a knot

oh.

t-shirt that says i <3 being a slacker boyloser

bootyshorts that say i <3 having no direction in life

"if you put too many people together they start shooting each other!!" that just sounds like usamerican projection, but okay

also: western lib: *sees an apartment building in a socialist country* western lib: is this a gulag??

i love the 'imagine the energy consumed by this building' because like. it's actually very clear and obvious that a building of many apartments will require less energy than the same number of detached houses, since it shares services and thermal inertia

imagine going to visit so many of your friends and they're like only a few floors away or maybe right next door

imagine the tenant's union that this kind of place can form 😍

The ideal living arrangement, according to the people on this post lmao

If you like this idea then go live there, go live that dream.

I personally will live like a human instead of a lab rat, I want to be able to go outside and touch grass and listen to the wind blow through the trees.

Usamericans are so suburbpoisoned they don't realize you can just. Walk out of an apartment building. You aren't stuck inside.