
someone please take some of mine, i can share, really
just me

someone please take some of mine, i can share, really


i look at my wall clock quite a lot, mainly because it’s easier for me to visualise the “distance” of time with it. and hour on my phone is not much different from 5min
congratulations to Black Mirror’s Be Right Back for graduating from sci-fi to documentary!


i bought the cheapest brother bw laser printer about a year ago - proceeded to print a solid 20 different TTRPGs in a week, replaced the toner, and now i’ve been on the second toner for a little under a year. amazing experience, you only run out if you want to print a library, for documents that thing’s going to last forever
good news! there is a skeleton inside of you, it won’t be cultural appropriation if you tell people to call you bone daddy, you can just do that :)
i thought it was about some yokai who would then haunt that boy forever or something
hey give me those all rounder offers, all i’m seeing is “we’re looking for a specialist in marketing in tiktok comments who speaking C2, B1, and A1 in Latin, Ancient Egyptian, and Mayan respectively. 5 years of experience required”
i much prefer doing positive attention baiting. on tiktok especially i like going to small artists’ channels and saying nice things about their art (that i do mean), they reply quite often :)
sometimes i even get an amazing treat in return! - more art! not always, but sometimes, i notice artists posting more after i visit their channel a few times. It really makes me feel this comfortable warmth in my chest
i’ve got no idea man. maybe trying to do activism?
my imperfect solution was to limit media intake, i’m fully aware i’m just holding hands in front of my eyes pretending i don’t see - but you know what, i’m no longer depressed, i’m no longer riddled with anxiety… so i guess plugging your ears and going lalalalala works. (i have to add that i do my best to stay kind of informed, but not too much. basically whatever memes give me, i’ll know)
anger is a natural emotion everyone experiences, it helps us express the strength of our beliefs - if you value justice and kindness, you should be angry when faced with injustice and malice. it’s normal for someone who experienced something tragic (and preventable) to feel angry at those who allowed it to happen regardless of how much time has passed. that anger should lessen over time, but it will never be fully gone. if it gets in the way of living it should be addressed, but one can’t just “get over it”
i think a therapist should be able to help their patient with feels that are the correct reactions to a situation, without resulting to a “why aren’t you over this already?”
i bet this specific form of anger also makes the patient feel incredibly hopeless, so their mind has a choice - to feel anger, or despair, they chose anger, and it needs to be worked through in a healthy way, not just gotten over with
if you’re not angry about heinous things every time you’re reminded of them - then you’re the problem
they flipped a yacht


last time i had trouble with a game i found out there was a SteamDB thingy where people smarter than me share launch attributes that make games run properly
people like that make me wish for religions to be right just so that hell is real


'tis very simple. my nose doesn’t smell at all, it’s everyone else’s noses that have smells! just like with accents


darkroom is the open source alternative to lightroom, both are vastly different from photoshop


well i used photoshop for a solid 8 years so i’d consider myself at the very least an advanced amateur
i don’t need it for work right now, but i used to
hmmm, but you don’t pronounce most emojis, maybe 🤷♂️ but that’d be about it. come to think of it, is pronounceability required to fit the definition?