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shawnhenryspencer: “I don’t think that I
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shawnhenryspencer:
“I don’t think that I accepted that I wasn’t gonna die young until I was 26 or 27. I really don’t think I fully…when I was 14, 15, 16, 17–I mean I knew as sure as I know that I am wearing green shoes that I was going to die before much happened. It was a certainty for me. And I had shaken off the directly suicidal urge by the time I was 21 or 22, but I still was pretty sure I was going to die pretty young, it really felt like an inevitability. It takes a long time to realize no, you’ve changed…if you shared those feelings with people at some point you go, ‘well, I guess we’re going to stick around.’ And it’s a funky thing to admit because there’s a part of your inner younger self that kind of judges you for that.”
John Darnielle fucking me up with the single most relatable thing he’s ever said
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shawnhenryspencer:
“I don’t think that I accepted that I wasn’t gonna die young until I was 26 or 27. I really don’t think I fully…when I was 14, 15, 16, 17–I mean I knew as sure as I know that I am wearing green shoes that I was going to die before much happened. It was a certainty for me. And I had shaken off the directly suicidal urge by the time I was 21 or 22, but I still was pretty sure I was going to die pretty young, it really felt like an inevitability. It takes a long time to realize no, you’ve changed…if you shared those feelings with people at some point you go, ‘well, I guess we’re going to stick around.’ And it’s a funky thing to admit because there’s a part of your inner younger self that kind of judges you for that.”
John Darnielle fucking me up with the single most relatable thing he’s ever said
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elektrisktmonster:
i forget words a lot but luckily people are used to it
finally a comic I can relate to
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elektrisktmonster:
i forget words a lot but luckily people are used to it
finally a comic I can relate to
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“People like it when you tell them things, in suitable portions, in a modest, intimate tone, and they think they know you, but they do not, they know about you, for what they are let in on are facts, not feelings, not what your opinion is about anything at all, not how what has happened to you and how all the decisions you have made have turned you into who you are. What they do is they fill in with their own feelings and opinions and assumptions, and they compose a new life which has precious little to do with yours, and that lets you off the hook. No-one can touch you unless you yourself want them to. You only have to be polite and smile and keep paranoid thoughts at bay, because they will talk about you no matter how much you squirm, it is inevitable, and you would do the same thing yourself.”
- Per Petterson, from Out Stealing Horses (Graywolf Press, 2007)
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“People like it when you tell them things, in suitable portions, in a modest, intimate tone, and they think they know you, but they do not, they know about you, for what they are let in on are facts, not feelings, not what your opinion is about anything at all, not how what has happened to you and how all the decisions you have made have turned you into who you are. What they do is they fill in with their own feelings and opinions and assumptions, and they compose a new life which has precious little to do with yours, and that lets you off the hook. No-one can touch you unless you yourself want them to. You only have to be polite and smile and keep paranoid thoughts at bay, because they will talk about you no matter how much you squirm, it is inevitable, and you would do the same thing yourself.”
- Per Petterson, from Out Stealing Horses (Graywolf Press, 2007)
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thewincheters:
Open up, ma'am. Lower the drawbridge.
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thewincheters:
Open up, ma'am. Lower the drawbridge.
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sixfeetgay: Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989)
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sixfeetgay:
Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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sixfeetgay:
Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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pipistrellus:
I love that phenomenon where ur talking to another neurodivergent person for the first time and u haven’t quite grocked their flavor of brain yet and they haven’t grocked yours and you’re both using your Acceptable Friendly Person Getting To Know You Script on each other but of course those scripts have been calibrated mainly for use with, like, normal people, so you just end up being like two conversational roombas bonking gently off one another like “hello fellow human” “hello fellow ‘hello fellow human’” until you both at some point manage to adjust your programming and actually like, communicate
It’s like when I was a kid I had two furbies and when you put them next to each other they’d just natter nonsensically past one another for a bit and then at some point one would abruptly recognize the other with its furby sensor or w/e and it would shout “DANCE!” and the other one would flap its ears and reply “HEY, DANCE” and then, in perfect unison, they would begin to rock back and forth while chanting “doot doot doo doot doot doo”
It’s exactly like that. I love it. Crazy people are the best, we are super excellent, i love us, i love crazy ppl
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pipistrellus:
I love that phenomenon where ur talking to another neurodivergent person for the first time and u haven’t quite grocked their flavor of brain yet and they haven’t grocked yours and you’re both using your Acceptable Friendly Person Getting To Know You Script on each other but of course those scripts have been calibrated mainly for use with, like, normal people, so you just end up being like two conversational roombas bonking gently off one another like “hello fellow human” “hello fellow ‘hello fellow human’” until you both at some point manage to adjust your programming and actually like, communicate
It’s like when I was a kid I had two furbies and when you put them next to each other they’d just natter nonsensically past one another for a bit and then at some point one would abruptly recognize the other with its furby sensor or w/e and it would shout “DANCE!” and the other one would flap its ears and reply “HEY, DANCE” and then, in perfect unison, they would begin to rock back and forth while chanting “doot doot doo doot doot doo”
It’s exactly like that. I love it. Crazy people are the best, we are super excellent, i love us, i love crazy ppl
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ghostydog:
when a robot says it trusts you what it really means is: for a given set of parameters and extrapolation on your behavior based on said parameters, it will accept positive answers within a .05 error instead of .01
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ghostydog:
when a robot says it trusts you what it really means is: for a given set of parameters and extrapolation on your behavior based on said parameters, it will accept positive answers within a .05 error instead of .01
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penfairy:
I fucking love Gothic architecture so much. Gross demons and judgy saints hunching everywhere. Pointed arches and carved foliage. Fucking gargoyles and shit. Setting up the guttering so that the devil can vomit water on you. High cross-rib vaulting. This weird blend of the organic and the demonic in stone. All those oppressive geometrical patterns, the spikes and thorns, the monotony of it all, the way it’s such a precise miracle of engineering meant to raise you up to the glory of God but it’s so heavy and earthy that it drags you to hell simultaneously. It’s the perfect blend of the beautiful and the ghastly, the heavenly and the demonic, glorifying God with its high spires and condemning man with its enclosed vaults and I can never get enough of it.
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penfairy:
I fucking love Gothic architecture so much. Gross demons and judgy saints hunching everywhere. Pointed arches and carved foliage. Fucking gargoyles and shit. Setting up the guttering so that the devil can vomit water on you. High cross-rib vaulting. This weird blend of the organic and the demonic in stone. All those oppressive geometrical patterns, the spikes and thorns, the monotony of it all, the way it’s such a precise miracle of engineering meant to raise you up to the glory of God but it’s so heavy and earthy that it drags you to hell simultaneously. It’s the perfect blend of the beautiful and the ghastly, the heavenly and the demonic, glorifying God with its high spires and condemning man with its enclosed vaults and I can never get enough of it.
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nativepeopleproblems:
mrasmus:
nativepeopleproblems:
Them: *says a thing*
Me: What?
Them: *repeats*
Me: I didn’t catch that
Them: *repeats again*
Me: I’m really sorry, one more time?
Them: *repeats yet again*
Me: *pretends I have a clue what they said*
Sequel:
Them: *says a thing*
Me: What was that?
Them: *starts to repeat a thing–*
Me: *finally finishes processing their first communication attempt* Oh wait, yeah, sorry, got it. Absolutely.
Literally all the time. Like the second I give in and finally ask is when I finally get it
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nativepeopleproblems:
mrasmus:
nativepeopleproblems:
Them: *says a thing*
Me: What?
Them: *repeats*
Me: I didn’t catch that
Them: *repeats again*
Me: I’m really sorry, one more time?
Them: *repeats yet again*
Me: *pretends I have a clue what they said*
Sequel:
Them: *says a thing*
Me: What was that?
Them: *starts to repeat a thing–*
Me: *finally finishes processing their first communication attempt* Oh wait, yeah, sorry, got it. Absolutely.
Literally all the time. Like the second I give in and finally ask is when I finally get it
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sonnywortzik:
My head is a buzzing three star hotelLights VI: The Spa (1974), Micheal Andrews / Blank Slate (2008), The National
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sonnywortzik:
My head is a buzzing three star hotelLights VI: The Spa (1974), Micheal Andrews / Blank Slate (2008), The National
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glumshoe:
Here’s a browser extension that lets you replace any and every word that you don’t want to see with another one.
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thesnadger:
glumshoe:
Here’s a browser extension that lets you replace any and every word that you don’t want to see with another one.
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pestan:
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cheeralism:
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graviolies:
kickflimp:
airoehead:
This post is holy.
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pestan:
official-sokka:
dojyaan:
mushroom-just-one:
cheeralism:
inkerton-kun:
graviolies:
kickflimp:
airoehead:
This post is holy.
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