omg imagine being born and you are on a spaceship and everyone aboard is sooo so mad at you just because you burst out of some guy’s chest to be born. like um sorry i’ve not been alive before i didn’t even know that’s not allowed please be nice to me um the spaceship floor is cold is no one going to knit me some little booties i am calling child protective services
i come from the 8tracks generation where you weren’t allowed to just dump three and a half twee indie folk/tswift records into a fanmix and call it done. on 8tracks you had 8+ handpicked songs in rigid chronological order and an accompanying mission statement and thesis defence detailing exactly why each one applied to your derek x stiles coffee shop au AND cover/track-list art hodgepodged from stolen pinterest/tumblr aesthetic photography, and all of this was done under constant threat of death because it was the DMCA wild west and the site was in a constant state of gradual collapse.
unsung benefit i think a lot of ppl are sleeping on with using the public library is that i think its a great replacement for the dopamine hit some ppl get from online shopping. it kind of fills that niche of reserving something that you then get to anticipate the arrival of and enjoy when it arrives, but without like, the waste and the money.
so sick of hearing about being pro peace. of course you’re pro peace, everyone wants peace. do you have anything worthwhile to add to the conversation now or are you just going to keep repeating this hollow sentiment that allows you to wash your hands of any icky complicated stances on genocide
people will be like “i just want peace” and then refuse to take a single step to help move the needle in that direction
