A hand-carved quartz dagger. Via u/to_the_tenth_power
BIIIITTTCHHHH
So…. dragon glass, yes?
Whoa!!!!
Wow. That is art.
y’know…. conversations about world war ii would be a lot more bearable and constructive if white men found that period rightly horrific rather than pornographic
We glorify war because it’s the only time we’re allowed to release the beast and not go to jail for it.
You want to see who a man truly is, put him in a battle.
Man is never more himself, than when he has nothing to lose.
i worked at a giftshop that sold replica swords from t.v. and film once and my most vivid memory of it is the guy who would come in once a month FIRST THING IN THE MORNING wearing sunglasses regardless of the time of year and would spend an hour talking to me about how he practiced with his swords in his backyard
and then he wanted to go over all the gemstones in the shop and talk about their reiki properties
sometimes he’d buy a sword and i’d make all my sales for the day right there and then
wonder how he’s doin
casually remembering more about sword guy he told me he was a time traveller
this is the same job where we sold 15 swords to a couple for a furry wedding
the more time i spend away from this job the more convinced i am that i hallucinated more than half of it but i have coworkers that can corroborate my stories and that’s…… a lot
we sold these tiny frogs (“african dwarf frogs”?) in these ittybitty environments (which were obviously inappropriate and probably terrible for them) and about an hour of my day was devoted to checking all the tiny tanks for any grey froggies that went belly-up, we had 1 case of what i’m pretty sure was attempted froggy cannibalism followed by death, and one time our entire shipment of frogs just showed up dead and it was p tragic
we also sold man-candles, wine glasses, hot sauce, potpurri, dragon statues, sexy fairy statues, and salt lamps. 5 of the folks that regularly came in for gemstones told us our shop was haunted but i believe em about as far as i can throw em so you know what
y’know
what
one of my coworkers sent a guy off with the wrong sexy fairy in a box once and he came back piping mad bcs her tits weren’t as big as the one he wanted to cop
i haven’t worked here in years and i fear no retail consequences anymore so yes. it was green earth.
Wow good thing ion give a shit about marvel people are really selling avengers tickets on ebay for like thousands of dollars? Imagine dropping a stack to see mediocrity on the screen couldn’t be me I didn’t graduate from Clown University.
What kind of mind control rays has the MCU been sending out to you people lmk so I can protect myself
people are allowed to like marvel stfu with y’alls superiority complex
i am definitely superior for not spending over 2k on a movie ticket
Not to be dramatic but seeing/coming into contact with ancient stuff is an overwhelming experience. I can’t look at a damn mummy without imaginging every facet of who they may have been in life. I was in a cave once to see a stone full of grooves where people had sharpened stone weapons thousands of years ago and I was told I could touch the grooves and my spirit left my body on contact. I fell through time and space. What the fuck
From the discord
Just in case anyone thinks this is a joke, from the actual book:
#communism is out. konmariism is in. thanks for coming to my TED talk
not to be fake deep but like average poor kids deserve affordable higher education too lmao. we shouldn’t be expected to get a perfect ACT, work 40 hours a week, do another 20 hours of extra circulars, be on the honor roll, take only AP classes, have a 4.5 GPA just to have a CHANCE at being able to afford college. esp when avrage rich kids can go wherever the fuck they want with a subpar GPA and test scores.
Hope all the dicks who commented about how they don’t want average people in higher education read about this college admissions scandal. You have average rich kids getting into the most competitive colleges in the country through explicit bribery (not even gonna get into how many more are able to get in through more discret means and just simple classism in the admissions process) meanwhile qualified poor students often can’t even afford to go to college but yeah great meritocracy we got here.
Someone just asked me for a source on “women have vivid internal lives that do not rely on men”. Buddy, if you need an academic source for that, that’s your problem right there.
source: women are human beings
women: we’re people
men: source?
jameela jamil is like the only famous person i’ve seen that actually Cares about the way girls are being manipulated. celebrities preach and preach about the body positive movement until it’s time to sell fitness tea on their instagram, or until promoting an extremely unhealthy ideal becomes profitable for them in some way. it’s so gross to spew bullshit about self love to an audience of impressionable young people and then in the very next post demand that they buy x product in order to not be hideous lol
Ever since that one guy I was playing D&D with called me a “petulant whore”, it’s been the preferred pet name by my inner circle. We call each other that over everything. Yelling at each other over games, greeting each other in the morning, complimenting each other’s accomplishments.
And the guy who originally called me that just found out and wrote me a very long, angry e-mail about how I was supposed to be insulted, and how dare I turn his words around like that.
I’ve been laughing over this for hours. Dude, get a grip.
Men so fragile.
Abusers don’t come with warning labels.
Abusers don’t hit you on the first date. They don’t write “I will humiliate and belittle you” on their Tinder profiles. They don’t wear “I break things to intimidate my partner” t-shirts. People don’t get trapped in damaging relationships because they saw an abuser coming from 20 yards away and decided “I’m going to date that person anyway”. That’s not how any of this works.
In the beginning, abusers can be some of the most thoughtful, attentive people you’ll ever meet. They’re obsessed with you; that’s what makes them so toxic and deadly as time goes on. Abusers buy you flowers. They remember your birthday. They remember to text you “good morning” and “good night”. They listen to your problems, confide in you and share silly inside jokes. They can keep that “loving, doting partner and best friend” mask in place for months or years if they have to.
So the first time they scream at you or hit you, you don’t see an abuser. You see your best friend, your confidante, the person who brought you soup when you were sick and always laughs at your stories about your nutty coworker. You tell yourself they just had a bad day. Maybe they were tired, sick, hungry, or under a lot of stress. You know them. You’ve made a life with them. And they’re so sorry and so ashamed of what they did. This isn’t who they are.
And so things go back to back to normal for a while. Wonderful, even. This is still one of the best relationships you’ve ever been in, even counting that one incident. You go back to date nights, cozy nights in and 5-hour-long conversations that feel effortless.
And then it happens again.
And you still don’t see an abuser. You see the person who means the most to you in the whole world. You decide that maybe they’re just struggling. Maybe they have mental health issues. They’ve told you every horrible thing that’s ever happened to them as a child, and maybe it has something to do with that. But either way, they’re not an abuser. Not yet. They’re just a person who needs you more than ever.
Then things are good for a while. Then something bad happens. Then it’s good again. Then it’s bad. Good. Bad. Good. Bad. And every time it happens, it gets a little harder to get out. The time you’ve invested in the relationship goes up, and your self-esteem goes down. By the time you realize that, yes, the person you thought you knew is an Abuser with a capital A, you’re in deep. You’re a frog that stood in a pot of water so long it turned you into soup before you even noticed it was getting a little warm. But you didn’t ask for this. And you certainly didn’t know it was coming.
We have this image in our heads of what abusers must look like. We picture brawny men with low foreheads and stained white tank tops, screaming at their wives while they drink beer in front of the TV. We think they’re like wildlife, as if we could spot them with the help of a guidebook and know to stay far away from them. But they’re not. Abusers can be anyone. They can be female. They can be accomplished. They can be well-groomed. Queer. Politically far-left. Politically far-right. Artists. Athletic. Charitable. Intelligent. They can come from any walk of life, any spot on the gender spectrum, any religion, any background. It’s not the abused person’s fault for not spotting them - they can’t always be spotted. It’s the abuser’s fault for abusing.
It’s the abuser’s fault for abusing.
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I used to think that my life was a tragedy. But now I realize it’s a comedy.
Joker (2019) dir. Todd Phillips
