Some strains of weed

Blood and smoke

Unburnt Cigarettes

Gasoline

Dirt

How about mixing and mastering on tape? 👀

I hate working in the box

These last two paragraphs are poetry

Maaaaan somebody reminded me this existed last week and I had to bust these out and give em a spin

I mean yeah, stigmatizing an entire group of people over their shared mental illnesses, illnesses usually brought on by severe childhood neglect and trauma, just because there are there are vile public figures or people you may know personally that also fit the description definitely rubs me the wrong way.

Don’t get me wrong, there are loads of horrible people with cluster b disorders, just like there are loads without. The bad ones should absolutely be called out for their shitty behaviors, but the readiness to villainize people over a general description doesn’t help anything but your own ego and only ostracizes the ones that actually do take accountability.

I’m sure you could guess but I have a cluster b disorder myself (bpd) and the way the media portrays us, doctors brush off and ignore us seeking help, and the way people just LOVE to group all of us in with the worst of them is draining and damaging to those of us who genuinely just want help, try to do good for those around them, and are just trying to live their lives in peace.

Hatred is hatred, replace the words “cluster b” with “trans folk” or “black people” and you might see what I’m talking about. Instead of beating down on these shit politicians for having mental illnesses, maybe beat down on them for being the fascists they are.

No, no I don’t say that. Just like I don’t assume everyone with adhd is going to yell “squirrel” in the middle of a sentence.

It’s belittling and ableist to presume having a cluster b disorder precludes someone from being able to partake in acts of personal accountability.

You know there’s more to cluster b than just narcissism right?

Not everyone with a cluster b disorder is incapable of admitting fault.

Had the same reaction when I got to sit in a Delorean for the first time. First thought was literally “wow… this is tiny, I hate this” followed swiftly by “this car was built to do cocaine and show of your girlfriend in” so 🤷‍♀️ pros and cons I guess.

I’m 5’9” and it topped out just above my belly button. Had maybe an inch of headroom in the driver seat.

Alive 2007 is a masterpiece, right up there with it for me is Justice - across the universe

Some other notable favorites for me.

Bridge over troubled water - Aretha franklin - live at the Filmore west

I wish I knew how it feels to be free - Nina Simone - the montreux years

Momma look a boo boo Dey - lord melody - having trouble finding the right album but live versions are considerably better

Lagrimas Negras - many artists, not sure who did it originally- Cuba Feliz live

2004 SVT Cobra or a 2008 sti wrx hatchback

I second this.

I see great local shows regularly and I haven’t paid for tickets past a donation bucket at the door in years.

Honestly, bots suck but I can ignore the. Having to ‘prove’ I’m human by scanning my face literally Every. Fucking . Time. I even think about opening tinder is almost worse than just dealing with bots.

For necessary I always think 1 collar, 2 sleeves. This has rattled through my head every time I’ve spelled it the last 20 or so years at this point.

Now if only I could remember it’s different not differant 😣

Caters to heterosexuality? - literally all of them but grindr Respects your privacy/ doesn’t use analytics/ google services - are there any apps left that don’t rely on these?

I’m a trans woman so I’m sure we have very different needs as far as dating goes but ime they’re all variations on the same damn thing. Endless swipe fests

I’m surprised there haven’t been lawsuits around breach of contracts

I used to pay $10 a gram for high quality wax buying black market. The cheapest I can find it in my state after legalization is $45 for .8 g mid/low grade wax.

Legalization has only enshitified Weed. Lower quality, less variety, just as illegal if your traveling or don’t have the proper bag with the official sticker yada yada…

Early internet for me was internet on cd that came in the mail, AIM chat, flash games, dedicated creepypasta sites, pics of boobs that loaded one line of pixels at a time, and getting kicked off so mom could use the phone.

Obligatory- https://youtu.be/gsNaR6FRuO0

I have so many stark lasting memories of my dad, good and bad it’s hard to pick the one with the greatest impact.

Maybe the time I watched him have an allergic reaction to an ssri that ended in 6 cops beating him unconscious and dragging him to jail.

Maybe the time he unprompted pulled $800 out of his wallet and handed it to the lady at the laundry mat who was stressed about paying her rent that month.

Maybe the time my friends and I showed up at 2am with bath salts and he did a little toot with us.

Maybe the time he sat with me in the kitchen until the wee hours of the night playing chess while I cried about being broken up with for the first time.

Feels silly but I’m jazzed about my pen hitting the end of its ink life this week.

Also I can write my name super small.