no amount of bitching about AI art will stop a guy who wears nothing but hoodies making an anime version of himself his profile pic. thats been his dream since middle school.

meow miau meow :3

Catgirl leaving her surplus kills lying around in shared living areas as a sign of affection, except instead of decimating the local songbird population she's just constantly shoplifting random shit. She's banned from every Target in the tri-state area. You have eight blenders.

I wish more people didn’t act like having a phone and internet access means you are / should be available 24/7

like when I was dating my ex, I would sometimes look at my phone in the morning to find a barrage of texts he’d sent at 2am while having an anxiety attack, but the last 5 texts would be him upset with me for not responding … like bruh I was asleep, my phone was off, wake up your roommate next time or call a hotline if you need actual assistance instead of texting your girlfriend who is physically not anywhere near you and also not conscious

I’ve had people get on my case for not responding within an hour or two of messaging me. not considering that perhaps I was in class, or at work, or doing homework, or maybe even just taking a little time to myself where I don’t have to interact with people. heck, sometimes I’ll go a whole day without looking at my phone because I have other stuff I need to get done, and this is treated like a crime. as though having a phone means I’m contractually obligated to have it on my person and on alert all the friggin time. I’m not. and I don’t.

being online doesn’t obligate me to interact with anyone either. and online/offline status isn’t a proper indicator of activity to begin with. maybe I have an app running in the background but I muted it to avoid distraction. or maybe I was using my phone for something important so I swiped your message away without reading it, making it look like I suddenly went offline. maybe I have tumblr open in a separate tab and simply forgot about it. maybe I read your message in the one minute it took me to walk from lunch to my block class and I can’t respond for at least the next 3 hours. 

maybe these are all things that people should be allowed to do. maybe, just maybe, people should be allowed to portion their time and resources the way they need instead of catering to the impatience of others.

also read receipts are highly intrusive and they need to die

This sounds like a shitpost but people should be allowed to be horny. As in, sexuality is just part of life for most people and there’s no reason for consensual sexual behavior to be punished. A celebrity getting “caught” at a sex club shouldn’t be a scandal. No one should be fired for having a fetlife profile outside of work. Nudes getting leaked shouldn’t be career-ending. Denying and hiding (consensual) sexual interests doesn’t make anyone more professional, it just makes everyone more repressed. And sterilizing ourselves to be better work drones isn’t productive, it’s just creepy. I’d rather my surgeon get absolutely railed on camera and come to work in a good mood, frankly.

eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.

no one needs to add “sounds fake but ok”, “no”, “well, not me”, “impossible”, etc. to this post. and i’d rather you not.

one day you think: I want to die.

and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book.

and I want to die turns day by day into I want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun

I want a cleaner kitchen

I want a better job

I want to live somewhere else

I want to live

in honour of pride month i will once again say that it is always more realistic to have a group of queer friends with the token straight then the other way around

we flock together

my sense of humor: getting birthday cards with the wildly incorrect age on it for people

I see this and raise you: getting cards for a wildly different occasion and customizing them to fit the holiday you need

throwback to the time my partner put in his 2 week notice with a birthday card for a 2 year old

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look i'm not the fic police, at the end of the day you can write your fics however you like. but certain things might be making people not read your fics just because of accessibility. these things are, but aren't limited to:

Kind of a random hill to die on rn but "You'd eat this thing you hate if you got hungry enough" does not set a reasonable expectation of what "hungry enough" means for people with food problems.

Like, are we talking "stomach grumbling" hungry enough, or "can't stand up" hungry enough? Cause personally, I can make myself eat a bit of a pork chop if I'm barfy and shaking and can't see straight anymore, but if it's down to "black out for three days and wake up angry and confused" or "willingly swallow prosciutto", I'm having sleep for dinner. And I know this from experience.

People without food problems don't seem to understand this and it drives me insane. "Hungry enough" is for shit like chewing drywall because the alternative is death or cannibalism.

If I say I can't eat something, It means I can't eat it. It Is Not Edible To Me. It's not even appetizing. It literally does not register as food. You might as well hand me a rubber duck.

And it's frustrating!! Trust me, I wish I wasn't like this, too!! This isn't a choice!! I know it can be rude!! It's embarassing!! It's complicated and annoying and irrational!! That doesn't fix the problem!!

I just wish people didn't treat this sort of thing as "being picky" or lacking willpower or basic manners or something. I can't make myself eat certain foods the way you probably couldn't cut your own fingers off. Does that make sense? It's not just food. Fuck

Not to put you on blast here darlin, but if pinto beans and black beans were exactly the same then why would it matter to you if you switched them? It'd be the same experience, right? Even if you were allergic or had a sensitivity or a nutritional issue?

Also, your daughter in law is a grown adult who is perfectly capable of figuring out for herself what can and cannot go into her body, and if it wasn't important to her, then she wouldn't have told you. If it didn't matter, if it wasn't worth communicating for some reason, she probably would have kept it to herself. She decided instead to communicate with you so that you could meet somewhere in the middle, because she trusted that you would be courteous about it and she knew it would come up in the future- meaning she hopes or expects to continue socializing with you in the future.

Like, I completely understand that not knowing *why* is frustrating, but sometimes people have problems and it's not my job or my business to solve them

Thank you for saying this OP.

Lots of people, my family included, don't get it. And like, I was a massively adventurous eater before I developed symptoms that are likely MCAS, so I can understand mild confusion ("you like escargot, calamari, and oysters, but could never in a million years eat clams?" like yeah it's weird but (icarly meme) I do not control the food sensitivities).

But like... confusion is different than refusing to believe me. *I* get confused about my food issues sometimes. But to actively say "oh you're just a picky little princess" and force the kid that you bragged as a toddler "would eat all their veggies including spinach all the other parents?

Like my parents would always be like, about the like 3 things I ever had issues with "oh you'd eat it if you were starving" and maybe some of the milder ones I could but the worst ones would cause me to gag until I threw up and then I'd end up starving AND dangerously dehydrated! Like... GAH.

(Honestly this ties into a post I've been thinking about making, how so many abled people cannot fathom the idea of bodies being incapable of doing stuff short of being literally paralyzed, and even then they'll usually think people can do a modified variant. Whether it's working or food they go 'well I can do it so everyone can' and like... *shoves dictionary definition of disability at them*)

(An additional note: OP and others may not consider this specific issue a disability, so I'm using that word to describe my own experiences only.)

Yeah, I have ARFID (avoidant restrictive food intake disorder, common amongst autistics & other people w sensory issues) and was. Badly traumatized as a child because I was a ""picky eater"" who was forced to eat things I found disgusting. I do not trust anyone who talks about ""picky eaters"" like the very act of having specific food needs is some grievous insult against the foundation of society. My relationship with food is still fucked up because of this, because instead of acceptance and accomadation I was forced to sit at the dinner table, crying and embarrassed, for hours as I forced myself to eat small bites of things that caused me physical distress in order to earn the right to leave.

And for me, I can generally tell when something will trigger my sensory issues. Yet every time I was told "you have to try something once before you know!!!" despite the fact I was always right, and then sometimes I would be told "WELLL you actually need to try something ten times before you can say you don't like it!!!" which just feels like my family was mad I didn't like the bullshit food they forced me to eat after I said I wouldn't like it.

The way some people talk about us is just so fucked up. Person in the screenshot is a very very tame version, but some people get so personally, aggressively enraged by the idea of someone being "picky" about food. As if it's something we do to personally fuck with you, and not something that leaves you alienated from so much of society. Because it's not fun for you to go out to eat, it's not fun for you to eat at parties or events, meals with family and friends is stressful, you never know if you'll have access to a safefood in public, and even if you do you are hyperaware that you are eating a "kids meal" or a "snack" while everyone else happily eats the grown-up food that disgusts you. I've had multiple times where I almost start crying at a dinner with family because I order something, it's not good for my ARFID, and I get so viscerally embarrassed and ashamed that I can't be normal.

& that's not even getting into the health affects this has had on me– yet people act like it's a quirky life choice. I def agree w stellalunasys; abled people (ableism as a capitalist system in general) don't understand the idea that disabled people NEED to listen to our bodies to survive. It's not just a matter of something literally stopping you. An abled person COULD stick their hand into an open flame, they literally have that ability, and yet for some reason they don't! Almost like they know it would seriously hurt their body!

it's actually really weird to me that a lot of adults don't seem to remember the worst bits of being a child. were you not horribly aware of when adults were talking down to you as a child? don't you remember how little autonomy you were allowed, even when it came to things that seemed pretty harmless? don't you remember the times when adults would seemingly be assholes to you for no reason? even if you had nice and reasonable parents, didn't you ever have teachers or other adults in power who treated you disrespectfully? didn't it sting no matter how people justified it?

especially when I was a teenager, it seemed obvious to me & to most of my peers when an adult wasn't treating us with respect. you could almost smell it, in certain classrooms. there would be this palpable, shifting undercurrent of teenage dissatisfaction whenever some teachers started talking. and it made a lot of the kids act out! which of course made the teachers try to exert their power, which never worked because nobody respected them, which made them get more draconian, etc.

as a teen, I didn't really get why my peers and I seemingly had a superhuman sense for when an adult was on a power trip. but now I think I get it. kids are systematically denied autonomy, respect, and consistently have the validity of their experiences denied. like, flat-out. they're a vulnerable class of people made even more vulnerable by their lack of societal rights. being disrespected as a kid is so frequent that I would say it's a defining experience for most children. is it any wonder they tend to pick up on when an adult doesn't see them as worth listening to?

so yeah, of course a ton of kids want to be treated "like an adult." to them, that's synonymous with being treated like a human being worth listening to. it's up to you, as an adult, to understand that wish for what it is, and behave accordingly. you don't gotta be a child psychologist. you don't gotta be perfect at it. all you have to do is remember how painful adult disrespect could be when you were a kid & do your best to act with some compassion.

i couldn't think of a better way to communicate this so its this . my struggle

i think every physically disabled person should get 200 dollar whenever someone suggests exercising more btw

400 dollar if the response is from a medical professional when asked how to alleviate problems the physical disability causes that makes exercising difficult or impossible

my controversial metric system opinion is that the meter should be 0.0692285593% shorter. This would have no practical benefits, but it would make the speed of light be 300,000,000m/s instead of 299,792,458m/s

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You can sort of do vibe checks on the democratic nature of parliaments by just looking at how many parties there are holding a significant number of seats

It's crazy being reminded that there's a whole generation of people who weren't alive when this aired on prime time tv and was watched by millions of unsuspecting people. I remember watching this episode with my mom. Like, let's watch the new episode of CSI and then bam! Furries. No warning whatsoever.

These are Challah and Chiabatta.

Fear the bread babies. They are soft and fierce!