Prue-Paul's Bake Race
Prue-Paul's Bake Race
The actual difference between incubus and succubus.
You know you're cooked when the tool truck guy knows your name. Purple looks good on you, King 👑
Zero thumbs down. >:|
When the words demand to be said out loud they could have the courtesy to come easily. And still I struggle articulating my love for this piece.
How privileged am I to vainly call this "my" character when Levi's depiction is bigger than I could hope for of myself. A master's study of The Master.
Who wants to come to my birthday party?
Charm sideways or strange sideways?
1. try not to post things that will get you arrested
2. try not to post things that will make your friends want to off themselves
The Ford Pinto had a death rate of 85 people for 10 million cars sold. The Cybertruck hasn't sold 10 million, but the fatality rate so far maths out to 1,452 people killed per 10 million sold.
The Cybertruck may be the deadliest road car, for the occupants, ever sold.
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From under a jacked up car, without seeing who has walked up: "Oh hey man, you got a sec? I'm having trouble with this bolt. Can you pass me the 14mm? Cool, hold this. Actually, can you lift the swing arm there? Thanks dude, sorry about the grease, haha."
You know when you see nice art: well structured, good anatomy, nice lighting...then the feet are exquisitely rendered, 10x more love per pixel than the rest of the pic, and you just know?
Not my place to make claims on Modo's character design but I feel like I know something about the artist.
Thank you!
It's so much better than I remember. Norman Reedus cackling. The dry seething. It's beautiful. You've truly made my month.
Tam, please! What is this gif from!?
I have had this line pop into my head every time it is hot since college and cannot remember what it is from. It is absolutely unsearchable. You will be my hero forever.
Yes? 😇
The benefits of having tall friends.
Extremely good noises. Thanks for keeping me company on the drive over the mountains.
The bass was so good it vibrated my rearview mirror completely sideways.
Thoughts?
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Twitter post from @rifflexielian: "Terfs need to shut up about womanhood, my mom was raised to believe all women were less valuable than men and cried when she learned about trans women because the idea that someone would fight that hard to be a woman was radical for her and meant it was something worth being
There's a transmasculine version of this. If someone assigned female can become a man, it means there's nothing so special or powerful about men.
Each of us has the biological truth of equality between the sexes within us, as demonstrated by the ability of some to pass from one to the other.
Dude, what the fuck. You're so hot when you're confident in yourself and your place in the world (and also fly as hell).
Fill out the body text and post this on LinkedIn for 1000 likes.
That's just what someone who doesn't remember they used to be human would say.
Kind of two tangled ideas in there, but I think the ability to suffer is an admirable quality and will serve anyone well, but misery will kill you in the long run.
Just some thoughts.
But what to do? Laughing at your situation helps; grave humor exists for a reason. Spite is fair game, but it's race fuel that burns hot and is hard on the engine. Curse a lot.
Pick one thing you can do and go for it. Stay focused! The suffering will continue around you, but you have a job to do.
Many of us were taught that personal misery is a suitable proxy for the ability to solve all the world's problems.
It rhymes with religious shame. If I can't fix it, at least I can make myself feel bad to absolve myself of having more-than.
Choosing misery is an inherently selfish act.
I'm still working out what the difference is: agency, belief in the possibility that things can be better, acceptance that sometimes things do just suck? Embodiment, mindfulness or experiencing the moment vs a constructed reality in which the bad feelings extend forward in time indefinitely. Hope?
I'm good at suffering. Sometimes just to prove I'm capable of it (Type II fun anyone?). Sometimes because it's all beyond my control and there's nothing to do but hunker down and weather the situation.
I've been chewing on the distinction between SUFFERING and MISERY.
🌎 = suffering. The grind is as old as time.
That's the asbestos talking.
Kiki.
Ra-ra-rasputin.