you observe miette!?? you observe miette like the foucault?? oh! oh! one thousand years panopticon for mother

Pretty wild to be living in a time when humans are being forced to work in order to even be considered deserving of life or even to be considered human at all, while simultaneously human labor is being systematically eliminated from the concept of work.

you will never convince me that it's ridiculous or cringe to insist that people are valuable no matter what they look like, or what their health is like, or how they present themselves, and I think those values are even more urgently important now than back when I started

all week I’ve been thinking about this caption

Happy 4th of July

“handle your feelings about the task” is the zeroth item on any todo list, if you don’t acknowledge it directly, it might end up being the only thing you do, even though it’s a hidden item, and you’ll call it “procrastinating”, and wonder why you couldn’t just “do the thing”

300,000 years of human history. How lucky we are to have lived in the same 49 as Andrea Gibson

andrea was a true beautiful & incredible soul. their poetry n writings, abt grief esp were often silently reposted & loudly touched my heart. then i came across this one vid that changed everything. it is a true loss. they’re a gift. thank you for your words. u will be so missed

some wolves inside me today: 1. sensory defensive wolf who really enjoys it that the collar on this button down doesn't touch my neck very much 2. menswear wolf who has read enough derek guy to know that collar gap is Bad Actually

twitter is still the best app when there’s crazy news and it’s not even close unfortunately

We are thrilled to announce that our NEW Large Language Model will be released on 11.18.25.

ah yes another beautiful morning, time to decide if I want to be informed and frozen in panic, or willfully ignorant with a numbing background dread

my house is all backwards so the best i've come up with is "lefty locky, righty releasey" 🙃

I miss Stumbleupon. I miss old internet. I miss when you could log on and find one million little communities scattered across the web. I miss flash games. I might spend forever trying to recreate the feeling of logging on and realizing you’re not alone, there’s so much to see.

I hate that AI has made me approach cute animal videos with an air of suspicion. I resent having to harden my heart to the possibility of an unlikely friendship between a very large dog and a very small one

i love being a fan of the pwhl

that leaves a very worrying 8.6% of my worries