The next time around. Sure, Jan. it’s over.
The next time around. Sure, Jan. it’s over.
A dad point of view, while precious in delivery, doesn’t really translate very well in this scenario if you’re anything but a cis white male. The cis white men will be fine like they have been fine for thousands of years.
Millennial parental apology fantasy… oh man I really love this.
And they manage to get poor people on board by tying their policies to Jesus and Family Values. And it works like a charm and it’s so weird.
I’m sorry Sir Kevin did you say ten years? How many do you have that they don’t wear out well before then? This is alarming and/or amazing. We do this too but it’s more like every year or maaaaaybe two if we are stretching it. I’m stuck on ten years, it’s wild, I’m sorry.
No one ever mentions to you as a young girl going through puberty that there’s another one coming in your late 20s-early 30s that will cause you to subconsciously stroke your neck/chin upwards and make smirky faces in your mirror to catch all these hateful manly hairs.
I do this and I see women at stoplights doing this all the time now. But no one clued me in to it as a preteen that it was coming, and that’s rude.
That grief comes in waves.
Bruv I think I might. My soul doesn’t have a shitty back, I’d understand.
For my husband and I to experience even just one day without back pain. It’s debilitating.
How did you come to this realisation that we all reincarnate?
I work in a bakery. I used to be a nurse. But my husband is in tech otherwise I wouldn’t know about Lemmy more than likely.
I feel extremely safe here. It is walkable and transit is excellent.
Well I can’t recall the statistical percentage often cited but I’m sure it wasn’t 100% so it’s ok for it not to have been true for you. Sorry about your far from home accident.
The large percent of traffic accidents that take place within 5 miles of home. Most people only cover a fairly small radius on a day to day basis so it makes sense if there is an accident, it’s close to home and not 80 miles away… just on average of how far how often you drive. Makes it seem like neighbourhoods are more dangerous than highways or something.
Up until the last week or so, I always used to say that even if I’m having a hard time, I am not ready to die. I want to see what happens next.
I no longer want to see what happens next, I see no good outcomes at all for the future of the world, not just the US.