it would mean a lot if you could donate/share this fundraiser for my friend who’s been living in hellish circumstances for a very long time and deserves so much better. thank you!
the food and drink you consume in a movie theater doesn’t really go into your body. it goes into your movie theater body which is separate and holy and harm-proof
if a movie is 3+ hours long the theater should pause for a bathroom break at some point. there should be a button you can press on the arm rest when you have to pee and when a certain percentage of people press the button they pause the movie
my sister told me a guy used to wash his horse blankets- the blankets of his horse- at the laundromat she used to use & it made the washers smell like horse, & people complained so he started going to the horse laundromat instead. the horse laundromat? yeah the horse laundromat
i have a confession. quite a bit of the time someone sends me an emoji it shows up as the question mark in a box and i don’t ask for further clarification. i just imagine the emoji of my dreams
my friend told me in his 2nd session w/ a betterhelp therapist she asked about his son & when he replied he doesn’t have a son she just doubled down like “you know, your son who lives on the cape”, just hoping he’d go with it i guess, & when he didn’t she just changed the subject
some time like 14 years ago i stayed up all night with a few friends smoking weed driving around listening to music, then we watched the sun rise over the ocean, then we went to ihop. lately i feel like if i don’t have a night like this soon i will die
saw a video on ig last night of a bloodied toddler in diapers taking her last labored breath at a hospital in gaza, a doctor standing over her completely helpless. this is the order he’s talking about
there’s a 2nd button that peer pressures everyone else into pressing their 1st button. 2nd button causes everyone’s seats to shake a little bit. this is my socialist utopia
Ken Allen, the orangutan from San Diego Zoo, escaped his enclosure three times in the 1980s.
His apparent goals were visiting other animals, throwing rocks at a despised orangutan rival, and taking photos with tourists. He never acted aggressively towards anyone during his…
i appreciate that in addition to his words making me feel insane he appears to be wandering in the woods and there’s some kind of weird fairytale music playing
BIDEN: "I condemn the antisemitic protests, that's why I've set up a program to deal with that. I also condemn those who don't understand what's going on with the Palestinians, and how they're being..."
it’d be funny if in guided meditation they’d throw in something kind of scary sometimes like “imagine there’s a weird creature behind you. you don’t have language to describe any of its features. notice what that feels like”
still thinking about overhearing my mom call her cat “my little houthi” weeks ago and when i said ??? houthi like the houthis? she said yeah and kind of shrugged. like why not. cooking as usual
the only way you could have heard Rashida Tlaib’s speech and still voted to censure her is if you’re dumber than dog shit, a rotten husk of a person. these people have long abandoned their souls & brains & hearts & spines. just a wretched country & government brimming with evil
in a world of greater legibility, romantic partners would have the conversation about "I'd trade up if I found somebody 10%/25%/125% better than you" in advance, and make sure they have common knowledge of the numbers
this simple mantra really relaxes me when i’m trying to fall asleep at night. figured i’d share: “if you don’t sleep tonight you’re completely fucked. how many nights in a row can you do this. you’ll probably die tomorrow if you don’t sleep eight perfect hours starting VERY soon”
dreamt i was reading lines with austin butler (??) and i looked down and my lines were suddenly caesar salad in my hands and i said “i think this is caesar salad now” and he laughed and somehow explained why it was caesar salad and then kissed me passionately. i’ve still got it
tormented by the same thoughts since childhood...will the bunnies be okay in this heat...will stray cats be okay in this heat...do they know they can come into my bedroom for the day if they need to...do they know i will spray them with the garden hose if desired...
almost hanging up on alcoholic family member calling just before midnight but then hearing “i don’t believe in moons” …a real hold up let him cook moment
just gotta fully lean into the fact that we’re going to be gaslit every day for the rest of our lives re: covid, climate change, israel, a million other things. just gotta breathe deep and repeat “i live in joke world and i know this. i won’t go insane”
if a friend entered my bedroom when i wasn’t home and i walked in on them wearing my clothes and talking like me i’d probably be okay with it. everyone is fighting a battle you can’t see etc
amazing to see him so clearly say “fuck you, i owe you nothing, not even a remotely convincing fake justification for using your tax money to commit genocide” and still people are saying we have to vote for him
(running out of junior mints) they’ve rate limited how many junior mints i can have in a day
(buying a new box of junior mints) they’ve fixed the problem
how weird the death toll is falling as they’re bombing the last remaining hospital, the hospitals being largely responsible for calculating the death toll
i love when people reveal they don’t see the elderly as people, that is, capable of being horrible, capable of embodying the full spectrum of human qualities. all elderly people are precious and beyond reproach because we’ve infantalized their humanity away
told my dad cate blanchett learned how to conduct an orchestra for tár and he said “i think i could conduct an orchestra, it doesn’t look that hard”. fair enough
got a sudden craving for butternut squash and half jokingly asked my grandma if she had any...and she was like yes, it’s already made, in the fridge...never underestimate grandma
if someone posts a picture of the beach and the ocean is on the right then you know it’s the atlantic. if it’s on the left side of the picture it’s the pacific. if it’s head on you can’t really tell for sure
if a man asks me to get ice cream on a date i upload his picture and personal information to the secret database website icecreammen dot com, warning other ladies to avoid him at all costs
i wish women would stop speaking out about 'women in general' not wanting chocolates/flowers for v day bc i like those things. stop making blanket statements. we're all individuals here. please don't invalidate me for being basic. thanks.
dreamt that a small goblin-like creature named dodgel started appearing in newly-made films and i was hired to edit him out of the films. he was like a ghost that was haunting all the film sets or something