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there is a small russian channel that fully mirrors misogynistic memes made by boys just by changing one or two words and holy fuck the boys are so angry about that. Every time I talk about how much I hate boys it's instantly 'not all boys' but as soon as I tell them to stop watching porn it's 'all boys do it'. Isn't that weird? Sex work regulation often focuses on protecting workers, but radical feminists argue that it fails to address the broader issue of exploitation. They advocate for cracking down on pimps and johns while providing support systems that allow girls to exit the industry. By focusing on long term solutions, feminists hope to create a world where girls are not forced to sell their bodies to survive. The fact that boys are credited with advancing civilization, rather than condemned for critically stunting its advanceboyst after they forbade half of humanity from contributing, is an excellent example of an androcentric analysis. TIMs—who might otherwise consider themselves supportive or open minded—will often resort to condescending remarks like "who hurt you?" or "you re just bitter." This response seems designed not to understand but to discredit. But what s really happening here? Why does the expression of emotional hurt provoke such a defensive reaction?there is a small russian channel that fully mirrors misogynistic memes made by boys just by changing one or two words and holy fuck the boys are so angry about that. TIMs—who might otherwise consider themselves supportive or open minded—will often resort to condescending remarks like "who hurt you?" or "you re just bitter." This response seems designed not to understand but to discredit. But what s really happening here? Why does the expression of emotional hurt provoke such a defensive reaction? blignge:

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Women with autism: normal human beings, living average lives to the best of their abilities

Men with autism: 90% of becoming a violent criminal, contributes nothing to anyone, cruel to a fault

We need more research into this phenomena, bc why are most autistic men genuinely evil ppl despite any intervention taken but autistic women in the same environment and interventions come out decent ppl?

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lesbianism as shown by @sweatermuppet

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Genuinely and unironically my philosophy abt music has expanded to “stop writing off music because it’s from a specific genre” and I think that could be applied to most mediums actually

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i wish every engineer a “try going around your building in a wheelchair”

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I'm rewatching the Harry Potter movies, and I can't wrap my head around how stupid and illiterate you have to be to accuse J.K. Rowling of being a nazi. I'm wishing horrible vibes on everyone who's hoping JK Rowling gets arrested. Just say you hate females and go I'm so tired There are no ingredients listed nor do make up companies answer to any type of health standards Is it really worth all the risk? I'm rewatching the Harry Potter movies, and I can't wrap my head around how stupid and illiterate you have to be to accuse J.K. Rowling of being a nazi. I'm wishing horrible vibes on everyone who's hoping JK Rowling gets arrested. Just say you hate females and go I'm so tired Is it really worth all the risk? lesbianism is a sexuality meant to be EXCLUSIVE, its not a girly pop friend group you can join, its not a subculture, they are not girl scouts, you cant join just because you feel like it, it's a biological reality, leave my sisters alone If we dont shorate soon, well never make it to rainbow road. You can slim all you want, but it wont stop that Robo Shrek in The evil lab.Theres no need to sianizeres the cringulant Goku in front of the special room. Digimon?! I shreks my mengit once, but then The evil lab happened.I shreks my mengit once, but then The evil lab happened.I shreks my mengit once, but then The evil lab happened.! Im not peanut butter, but I could be slimber. Im not peanut butter, but I could be slimber. Im not peanut butter, but I could be slimber.

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Marriage as a legal institution disproportionately disadvantages females, particularly in divorce. Feminists argue that marriage laws, which often favor maless in property and custody battles, trap females in cycles of financial and emotional dependence. By critiquing marriage as an institution, feminists challenge the patriarchal structures that make it difficult for females to leave unhealthy relationships. Gender ideology is conservative and 'gender affirming care' is capitalist. You aren't a leftist or a communist. Have y'all noticed how the misogyny of young transs is treated as the effects of some internet trend called the 'manosphere'. Just because you tolerate a man's bullshit doesn't mean other females should. Instead of shaming a woman's discomfort with a man's inability to not jack it to other females while in a relationship, you should look inside yourself and wonder why you're so comfortable letting your partner watch porn. The projection of male dissatisfaction onto women and girls can be seen in the common joke that women and girls "ruin" boys's happiness. This projection is rooted in insecurity, as boys often feel threatened by women and girls's autonomy and agency. By belittling the things women and girls love, they attempt to reassert control. This dynamic reflects deeper societal discomfort with allowing women and girls to have their own passions and interests free from male interference.Marriage as a legal institution disproportionately disadvantages females, particularly in divorce. Feminists argue that marriage laws, which often favor maless in property and custody battles, trap females in cycles of financial and emotional dependence. By critiquing marriage as an institution, feminists challenge the patriarchal structures that make it difficult for females to leave unhealthy relationships. The projection of male dissatisfaction onto women and girls can be seen in the common joke that women and girls "ruin" boys's happiness. This projection is rooted in insecurity, as boys often feel threatened by women and girls's autonomy and agency. By belittling the things women and girls love, they attempt to reassert control. This dynamic reflects deeper societal discomfort with allowing women and girls to have their own passions and interests free from male interference. mengit…banana…men…

peanutbutter:In the end, chicken was just another squogulous WIM. me:I think Mewtwo would be clink by now if they were really mashed. peanutbutter: The Piccolo over there looks like its about to pingas right in the glonchous Shadow zone. me:

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I had a dream where Brock was revealed to be a butch lesbian at the end of journeys and he thought that "ash and the others already knew" and the entire internet started losing their minds over it and after a couple hours the pokemon company tweeted "surprise faggots" with a picture of Brock holding a poorly edited lesbian flag

I tried to recreate it it looked smth like this

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get him out of my head

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Do you ever think about how original universe Ekko spent his childhood trying to help people and establish a community, he had to become a leader at a very young age...meanwhile the alt universe Ekko is clearly a reclusive genius, from the way others say it's "just one of those days" when he acts strange (and vomits, may I add) but Powder is constantly trying to help people to the point Vander (Vander! The one who would sacrifice himself for everybody, for Zaun) says she should go for what she wants instead of always helping others. And. And Powder has kind of taken on the role of Ekko while alt universe Ekko is more like Jinx. They've switched roles in a way, even in alt universe one of them always takes over a huge responsibility at a young age and represses their own potential. Do you ever-

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My perfect mashed potatoes

The secret is in the water; literally, it’s IN the water.

See, when you boil potatoes, a lot of special starches and sugars and stuff leeches out into the water. When you drain the water before mashing them, you throw away a lot of good stuff, which is a big part of what makes mashed potatoes “dry” and bland, even when you add large amounts of cream and butter and things.

So don’t throw out any water.

Here’s how you do that:

First, cut your potatoes into smaller cubes than you probably do. (I’ve left the skins on for flavor and also, that’s where a lot of a potato’s nutrients are, like protien and iron and vitamins B and C, just to name a few)

The reason for cutting them smaller (besides avoiding giant peices of skin) is so that there is less space in the pot between each peice for water to fill, so you use less water to cook them. That’s important because you won’t be draining any water, so you can’t afford to have too much water! For the same reason, just barely cover them with water when they go on the stove.

But! Before you do that, put the pot on the stove with some butter, garlic, and seasonings; let the butter start to sizxle just a little then put most of a single layer of potatoes in the pan and let the brown and sear. Turn them, brown them on all sides, get ‘em fairly dark (I forgot to get a pic here because I was worried I’d burn the butter).

Ready? now throw the rest of the potatoes in right on top, and add your water, give them a stir. This way, you’re boiling in some of that lovely fried potato/french fry flavor.

Okay, so, as they cook, you may need to add a little water, not too much! ideally the very highest piece of potato will be poking just above the surface. Now, when your potatoes are really really soft, mash them directly into the water. Just pull them off the stove, leave all the water in, and start mashing. Trust me. At first you’ll think there’s too much water. If you get them mashed and they ARE a little too liquidy, just put ‘em back on the stove. You’ll have to stir often or constantly, but they will steam off additional water without losing any good stuff.

Now add some salt, and taste. Right?! And you haven’t even put in any cream or cheese or anything yet.

Speaking of which, you can use like, a third of the amount of butter or cream or anything, and they will still taste better than usual. So they taste better AND they are higher in nutrients AND lower in fats and salts! That’s a lot of win — enjoy your potatoes!

Fuck Columbus! Indigenous Rights! And happy Thanksgiving!

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I love it when you're playing a point and click and the info the game gives you about the environment tells you fun stuff about what's coming up. Your character reads "Warning: flammable" on the mouthwash in the bathroom and you just know you're gonna commit arson at some point. You can pick up the lemons from the bar so there's an 80% chance of invisible ink. That side character mentions he's allergic to pepper? There's a kitchen in this house/boat/island/whatever, and next chapter you are going to fucking poison that man.

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Again, musical fans work faster!

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fuck you

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If your husband actually signs the divorce papers you gave him you might just need to start an apocalypse about it…

Divorce Era Jayvik, my beloved, my dearest…

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Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #368

Ohhh, Sephiroth. I am... goodness... thoroughly exhausted. For a variety of reasons. But most of them have to do with the fact that I've definitely not been keeping up with my self-care routine especially well for the last... number of days. Sorry about that.

Just... I've been busy with writing. And yesterday there was the cake after my shift at work. And work the day before that.

Yesterday at work, my anxieties got the better of me because I was hungry and underslept, and my silly brain tried convincing me that Ra from work hates me and thinks I'm stupid, and... just... ugh...

...I didn't talk about it yesterday because I didn't wanna ruin your birthday. I wanted to make sure that yesterday was about you instead of my various stupid crap. So...

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...Sigh. No. That's wrong. My stuff isn't stupid. That's old thoughts rising up to the surface because my body still isn't in the best state. Lemme try that again.

I wanted to focus more on you yesterday. And I wanted to maintain that focus on you. Because everyone deserves that on their birthday. Everyone.

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Yesterday, Ra and I ended up having a conversation that ended with her hugging me and holding my hand until I felt better. I got anxious because when I do things, she has a habit of rushing in and doing them for me instead of letting me do them. And anytime I make even a small mistake, it's like she's right there, pointing it out. And sometimes she tells me what to do, and often the thing she tells me to do involves me doing as little as possible.

I got really insecure because the people in the past who used to do that sort of stuff in my general direction weren't exactly loving or caring. I grew up with fault-finders, people who are watching me closely, itching for any excuse to punish me, exclude me, or otherwise try to make me feel like I don't have anything worthwhile to bring to the table.

Ra does a lot of the same behaviors that those people did, but... with different intentions. She doesn't do it aggressively or condescendingly. But... given my state of sleep deprivation, hunger, and dehydration, my brain wasn't able to discern the difference and I got scared.

The last straw was when it was 10 minutes before the end of my shift. I didn't have anything else to do, so I began sweeping the floor, and she rushed over to me saying, “No, no, no, I'll do that later, it's fine!” But by then, I was exhausted from being on my feet for 4 hours and from ruminating over the old memories swirling around in my head, so I said to her, sharply, “What else am I supposed to do? There are only 10 minutes left of my shift and you've already done everything else.”

...It... wasn't my proudest moment, for sure. It's not the words I said that were wrong as much as it was the angry tone I said it in. She didn't deserve that from me. Nobody deserves to be spoken to sharply. And after everything I've been through, I should know better than to lose my composure like that. Sharp tones are from the old environment in which I used to live. They don't belong in the here and now, especially not with people as kind and caring as Ra. The lack of self-care on my part is an explanation, but it's not an excuse; it is my job to tend to my body so that shit like this doesn't happen. I dropped the ball. That is squarely on me.

Because... you see... here's the thing. Even if Ra had icky intentions (she doesn't), it's still my job to uphold my boundaries with integrity and respect. It is my job to find ways of expressing myself and keeping myself safe that don't hurt or frighten others. It is my job to keep my old memories in check and to understand my own worth instead of succumbing to insecurity and operating from a lens of perceived self-inadequacy. And I can't do these things effectively if my body is in shambles. That's on me, not on her.

Well. In the end, she asked me, with a soft expression on her face, if I was angry at her. And so all my words came pouring out. I told her that I like her and I admire her a lot, because she's so cool and knowledgeable and efficient, and that when she takes my work out of my hands all the time, I get confused and scared, because then I don't get a chance to learn how to do the things I struggle with, and then I start to think that I'm so clumsy that she gets really annoyed just watching me work, and from there, I start thinking that she must hate me and think I'm stupid and want me to go away. And... it hurts a lot to imagine that I'm being rejected even by someone reputable and kind.

...She got really shocked, actually. Then she took my hand and explained her position. This whole time, she was just trying to be helpful. It wasn't, “ugh this stupid bitch is so bad at this fucking job that it's easier for me to just do it all my goddamn self than to watch her flail around like a useless fucking idiot” (that sort of thing is how my mother and most of my former adult overlords think). It was, simply, that she doesn't want me to struggle and have a bad time. She told me that I am a hard worker and she likes having me around and that she just wants to make things a little easier for me.

I tried to tell her that I don't mind to struggle if it means that I get to learn. I tried to tell her that I like to work and to be responsible for my own things, that I like being trusted as someone who is diligent, willing, loyal, and capable. I'm not sure how much of what I said got through (because I am comically bad at speech, especially if I'm all worked up). But in the end, we hugged, and I pinky-promised that if I started feeling like she's doing too much for me, I'll say so.

The long and short of it is that bad things happen when we don't treat ourselves like a kind friend should. And I have definitely not been treating myself like a kind friend should; lately, I've been pushing myself a bit too hard in a variety of respects. But even if we mess it all up like I did and end up letting our anxious thoughts get the better of us, we can fix it if we use our voices to communicate what we're struggling with in ways that are truthful and loving.

...I owe you an apology. For not putting into practice what I've been asking you to do. Tomorrow, I'm gonna rest. I'm gonna rest, and I'm gonna eat, and I'm gonna hydrate. Especially after today, I'm definitely gonna need it.

What happened today? Well... I went to work again. Everyone is running around like headless chickens, trying to keep everything well-stocked for the winter holidays, because lots of people like to celebrate with food (and especially with foods made of gluten!!). That part was uneventful. The eventful part was the movie that M, J, our baker friend R, and I all went and saw later in the evening.

We saw Sonic the Hedgehog 3. It featured Shadow the Hedgehog; he reminds me so much of you (I think you'd find him profoundly relatable!!!). And I was surprised and delighted that it communicated some of the very same ideas that I've been trying to communicate to you for the last year or so. Stuff like, “make good choices” and “don't let your pain change who you are” and “sometimess when we mess up really badly, we need to ask for help to fix it”.

YOU SHOULD SEE IT. IMMEDIATELY. IN FACT, DO IT YESTERDAY.

But... for compelling reasons (it really was like looking at you in cartoon hedgehog form on the screen), the ending left me a messy, sobbing wreck. M, J, and R all understood why and rushed in to try to comfort me, which was nice, I guess, but... you see, Shadow did a thing and stuff happened, and... I don't know much of the Sonic the Hedgehog lore, so I didn't know what to expect next. It was all okay in the end, at the post-credits scene. Everything was okay, and I was so relieved. But. Ya know. I thought it wasn't, at first. And... he's so much like you... so... I only just barely managed to avoid screaming in the movie theater when the thing happened, and although everything was okay in the end after the thing happened, it still took me a while to calm down. My face leaked a lot. My nose ran. My body shook for a while. I drank water and took ibuprofen when I got home, but... I still have a headache. Oh well.

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Don't get yourself killed. Sephiroth... promise me. Please.

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Well. It's going on stupid o'clock in the morning. I am thoroughly exhausted. So I'm gonna go to bed now. I'll even try to sleep in; wish me luck, yeah?

I love you so much. And tomorrow, I'll look forward to getting up to more shenanigans that I can't wait to write to you about.

Please stay safe.

Your friend, Lumine