Instructions unclear, I hear scritching and tapping.
I think the beetle is tapping out Yellow Submarine on my ear drum.
I do a lot of photography and I share it on my deviant art page.
Instructions unclear, I hear scritching and tapping.
I think the beetle is tapping out Yellow Submarine on my ear drum.
It’s definitely shitty and stressful a lot of the time that’s for sure…
The air is changing in the area (especially compared to when I was young) in a good way but the ones that have shitty views are getting more blood thirsty in how they talk. The youths are getting more progressive here, hell I was getting ice cream with a boyfriend a few months ago and we overheard some teens openly talking about being queer. When we were that young we wouldn’t have dared to do that fearing for our lives.
If shit does hit the fan (like we do fear) at least my friends and found family have plans for how to make it out the other side alive. And hopefully inspire others to continue the fight no matter the odds.
When I was young and discovering myself, my existence was illegal in my area and queer people in my area were still heavily persecuted.
I won’t go into details about the terrible things I’ve seen and experienced as I’m sure nobody here wants to hear it.
Laughing not to cry and all that you know?
Edit: I’m also not a fan of how you brought (and doubled down) on trying to make it a race thing.
A running stereotype is that all queer people can dance, I can assure you that us not the case.
My dancing skills would best be referred to as a slow motion full body seizure.
It is a tragedy
And this is a shit post
Sometimes you just have to laugh to not cry you know?
Unfortunately I know people who literally talk about how they’re “just waiting for the orders” anytime queer people, homeless people, liberal politics in general come up.
It’s an incredibly shitty feeling. Going through life knowing that there are people literally down the road just waiting for the chance to brutally murder someone for loving someone.
And I live in the US in an area commonly referred to as a blue state. Literally on the border of a major metro area.
“Gay Agenda” maybe?
IDK some people really do go about their lives hunting for anything with any relation to the thing (or group) they hate. They think about the thing (or group) they hate more than those that are the thing (or group) in question.
This is the one that breaks my brain
Straight facts
Though my party hasn’t done some as intimately evil as your play did, they’ve definitely committed some crimes against humanity at this point.
Selling WMDs to a crime lord, giving goblin Hitler (they never asked his political aspirations) access to a weapons manufacturing plant on par with WW1 tech, etc, etc.
I’d say that consuming content that only confirms your biases is a form of failing media literacy as you’re failing to see the biases inherent to the content you’re consuming. There’s the flaw of “I think it’s this way” seeking out that content and not seeing that it’s poorly sourced (if at all) and eating it up.
Not to mention the role that content suggestion algorithms play in reinforcing that behavior and providing you with even more content along the lines of the biases you’re reinforcing.
It’s a complicated can of worms for sure.
NGL aspects of my current life were merely dreams to me a decade ago.
The novelty of having running water on tap will never get old to me, or having a hot shower whenever I want, or a fridge to keep food in.
Of course there’s also aspects that make me feel like I’m living in the horror of how things could be. I find myself waking sometimes wishing to have what I had then, even if it meant losing everything I have now.
Letting my reality be wiped away like the sleep from my eyes just to be back then to have what I lost.
But of course even those years back then (and before) weren’t great. In fact many of them were so terrible that to this day (at over 30) I keep a small light in my room so that when the PTSD kicks into over drive in the night I can quickly figure out where I am to quickly ground myself in reality.
The horrors persist, but so do I. For how can I can the jewels of life unless I continue the search?
Funnily enough I picked Dr. Pepper as a guy because I think “Doctor hocking Miracle Tonic” and I think of late 1800s “doctor” do sleazy shit
Seems like I need to go to more cons
I’m still working on this one
I’ve gotten a lot better at it but damn do I have room for improvement (I need to dodge “nap mode” more often IMO)
I’d say I’m about 60% successful at it currently
The ability to start and finish a task is pretty cool
The ability walk out of a room to grab something and remember what I was planning to grab is also pretty cool
I feel fucking seen by this post
It rings right to my core
It really is, the average time loss injury in our company is usually upwards of 30k down the drain. And just an accident can be catastrophic in terms of cost as well.
A BBQ compared to that is nothing.
My phone switched to bedtime mode right as I opened this so it was in black and white and holy hell is it a mood that way
Color looks frightening too but black and white looks like something right out of an old monster film