#so have whatever this is

[mint-termsandconditions]

The Simplification Of A Motherf*cker

Bonus:

[gamma-rae]

This ain't no hymn, this ain't no hymn This ain't no warning to run from sin This ain't no dagger for sticking in So let me be, so let me be I'll follow someone that I can see I'll worship someone that I can be

[lohstandfound]

Royal Pains brain rot got me writing a thing.

"you're better off without them"

Rich and Brooke observe another Jake and Chloe break up, once again trying to urge them that they're better off apart- despite knowing that it won't work. No matter how much it hurts.

“You’re better off without her.”

Rich sits across from Jake.

Jake’s tears have long since dried and they sit in silence, the only sound is Jake’s ragged breathing. It’s always bad when they break up, but Rich is always there to piece him together.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

Jake sniffs and shakes his head. “No.”

That’s always the answer. But Rich always knows what’s running through Jake’s head, anyway.

It’s routine, by now.

They break up. Jake calls Rich. Rich is by his side almost immediately. Jake is crying (and he hates that he still cries over her but goddammit it still hurts every single time). Rich sits with him.

Rich sighs.

“You can’t keep doing this, dude.”

Jake doesn’t respond. He doesn’t look at Rich.

Jake knows that Rich is right, but he doesn’t want to let her go.

It’s intoxicating.

And he knows its not good for him but he can’t stop. Her claws are dug too deep into his shoulders, he can’t imagine them not.

He can’t remember what it’s like to not be in her grasp.

Rich didn’t expect Jake to respond.

“You’re better off without her,” he tries quietly.

“I’m not.”

Rich frowns.

“Jake…”

“I’m not. I need her. I need her, god, Rich. I need her.”

Rich is silent for a moment.

“I don’t- I don’t know what to do without her. I can’t just let her go.”

“She hurts you. You go back to her and she hurts you all over again. And it breaks you every time.”

“It doesn’t.”

Rich knows that Jake doesn’t want to hear this. He’s tried this conversation before.

“Jakob, you’re not good for her. She’s not good for you-”

“Who are you to decide what’s good for me and what isn’t?” Jake snaps.

Rich doesn’t flinch.

He doesn’t shy away from the glare that’s turned on him.

“Your friend.”

The word pains him.

“I care about you too much to watch you destroy yourself like this.”

Jake turns away from him.

Rich knows that this is the end of the conversation for now. But god, he wants to talk more.

He wants to plead with Jake to let her go.

He wants Jake to see how much he’s destroyed himself over her.

He wants Jake to see the damage they’ve done to each other.

He wants Jake to see that he’s right there in front of him.

He wants Jake to see what they could be.

But Rich knows he won’t. So, he’ll continue to piece Jake back together as carefully as he can.

“Do you want me to stay?”

There is no hesitation in Jake’s nod.

Rich hesitates, his hand moves forward to take Jake’s.

But he doesn’t.

If Jake noticed the small action, he doesn’t say anything.

“I’ll stay.”

======================

“You’re better off without him.”

Brooke sits cross-legged on Chloe’s bed, watching as she paces around the room.

She’s on edge. She can see the tears building up in Chloe’s eyes but she doesn’t know if she’s going to scream or yell or cry.

She’s been through this before.

And she knows Chloe.

She knows to treat this situation like she’s walking on eggshells.

“Chlo?” She speaks softly.

Brooke knows that it’ll snap Chloe out of her head. Brooke knows that Chloe’s attention will zone in on her. Brooke knows that she’s going to be the recipient of every horrible thing she has to say about him. And Brooke knows she will sit here and take it.

Chloe will take it out on her, and she will let it roll off her shoulders because it’s better than Chloe taking it out on anyone else.

And it’s better than Chloe running back to him.

As predicted, Chloe’s venomous glare turns to her.

“I hate him. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him so fucking much. He can fucking rot in hell for all I care. Why should I care? He’s nothing but a fucking prick.”

Brooke nods idly.

Starting with yelling.

Brooke listens as Chloe spouts off every insult she’s ever used for him.

And she agrees, because she doesn’t want to make it worse by saying she’s wrong about him.

Chloe screamed and she yelled and half the things she said weren’t true.

And she could never truly hate him.

She was wrapped around his finger and she liked it that way.

He was always there to make her feel good,

Feel wanted.

His rough lips on her neck and his careful touch,

She could never get enough of it.

When she was the centre of his attention, it was intoxicating.

She felt wanted, needed, complete.

It wasn’t healthy, god it wasn’t good.

But she just couldn’t help herself.

She couldn’t remember a time where Jake wasn’t all hers.

Brooke watches as the tears well up in Chloe’s eyes.

The crying step will come soon.

Chloe collapsed on the bed next to Brooke.

Brooke carefully wrapped Chloe up in her arms as she cried.

Brooke wouldn’t say anything as Chloe cried.

She wouldn’t comment on the tears.

Instead, she just held Chloe as her heart ached, listening to Chloe curse him out again and again.

Brooke knew the words she said could switch Chloe right back to screaming at her.

But they were words that Chloe needed to hear.

“You’re better off without him, Chlo. You don’t need him. You don’t need his attention to make you feel better. You’re more than enough without him.”

“You just- You don’t understand, Brooke. I need him! I need him, but god I hate his fucking guts.”

“Chloe, you destroy him and yourself and everyone around you when you’re with him.”

And Brooke knew what it was like to destroy yourself for someone else.

“We’re supposed to be together, Brooke! He’s mine, I’m his. That’s how it’s supposed to go. That’s how the story always goes. We’re good for each other!”

But Brooke’s words were true, and Chloe knew it.

Chloe wasn’t ready to admit that.

Of course, Brooke knew that.

But she would keep waiting for the day Chloe realised that she didn’t need him.

She would keep waiting for the day that Chloe would open her eyes and see what was right in front of her.

Maybe Chloe rejecting her would hurt less than watching Chloe try to hold herself together after every single breakup.

Until then,

Brooke would hold Chloe as she cried, listen to Chloe as she screamed, and watched as they would get back together and destroy themselves all over again.

[whirlwiinded]

He's passed out. Wedged into a half empty mug as he sleeps.

[hinamie]

10 years later

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

meditations on first philosophy (1641) - rene descartes

"who give a shit"

[pigswithwings]

above all else a trans woman is a person. above all else a trans women is a woman who goes to the same grocery store as you and buys fruits in the same grocery cart as you and goes home and eats her dinner the same as you. above all else a trans woman is a woman who dresses like you do and talks the same way you do. above all else a trans woman is a woman who wants to be cared about the same way you want to be cared about and a trans woman is a woman who makes friends the same way you make friends. above all else you should care about trans women because they are people. treat her as such.

[voidoftheotherside]

GYgrghm juyfg(m"gtrewwwwwerttyuukkngfh hy

[bioethicists]

every time a new SA allegation of a favored celeb arises, i'm reminded of the absolutely soul-crushing experience of the depp/heard trial in which i learned that dozens of ppl i loved + respected + trusted were also willing to engage in the basest form of misogyny if the woman Seemed Crazy Enough. there was a horrifying 2ish weeks on this website + much longer irl where i genuinely felt unsafe voicing my discomfort as i relived something eerily reminiscent of the aftermath of my own assaults playing out on screen, commented on by true crime youtubers like it was a red sox game.

it happens time + time again with every new allegation + it's truly the most agonizing + exhausting part of being a survivor. i am begging you all to consider that survivors are watching you engage with this stuff like theater + it erodes our trust in all of you + compounds our grief.

[noknowshame]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

[thelesbianthespianposts]

imagine: you get your memories back after years of amnesia to find out your whole species is dead and earth doesn’t exist anymore. that the only thing left of your culture is your weird ex and his busted honda civic that barely even works that he stole from the government when he was 13. And he’s been taking members of an alien species for trips in his honda civic and they’re all like “woah it’s so cool” and you get upset because it’s NOT COOL it’s a honda civic, the turn signals don’t even work “wow it can go up hills” yeah OF COURSE IT CAN GO UP HILLS EVERY CAR COULD DO THAT. but they’ve never seen a car before so everything it does is the coolest thing ever. And your ex’s only tool is a fucking screwdriver which is somehow also cool to this dumbass alien species even though it’s a fucking screwdriver so you just look like an idiot screaming about how none of this is even cool it’s actually really shitty but your whole planet is gone so you can’t even prove it but also you’ve had a constant drumming sounding in your head since you were 10 slowly driving you insane. I would become evil too.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

[cardentist]

hey, so people need to be aware that youtube is now (randomly) holding basic features for ransom (such as being able to pin comments under your own videos) in exchange for Your State ID/Drivers License, or a 30 Second Video Of Your Face.

not to pull a "think of the children," but No Actually. I've been making videos as a hobby since 2015 (and I've had my channel since middle school), I was a minor when I started and I'm not sure I would have understood the kind of damage something a seemingly simple as a video of your face can do.

this is a Massive breach of privacy and over-reach on google's part No Matter What, but if they're going to randomly demand a state ID or license then they absolutely should not allow minors to be creators.

google having a stockpile of identifying information on teenagers is bad enough, but the Alternative of recording your face and handing it over to be filed away is Alarming considering it opens the gates for minors who Aren't old enough to have a license.

and yes, there is a third option, but it's intentionally obtuse. a long wait period (2 months), with no guarantee of access (unlike, say, the convenience of using your phone's cameras for either of the other two), with absolutely No elaboration on what the criteria is or how it's being measured.

it's the same psychological effect that mobile games rely on. offer a slow, unreliable solution with no payment to make the Paid instant gratification look more appealing (the "payment" in this case being You. you are the product being offered).

and it's Particularly a system that (I think intentionally) disadvantages people who don't treat their channels like a job. hobbyists or niche creators who don't create regularly enough or aren't popular enough to meet whatever Vague criteria needs to be met to pass.

markiplier would have no problem passing, your little brother might not be able to. and while Mark's name is already out there there's no reason why your little brother's should be too.

something like pinned comments may seem simple, you don't technically Need it. but it's a feature that's been available for years. most people don't look at descriptions anymore. so when there's relevant information that needs to be delivered then the pinned comment is usually the go to.

for my little channel that information is about the niche series I create for. guides on how to get into the series, sources on where to find the content At All (and reliably so). for other creators it can be used for things Much More Important.

Moreover, if we let them get away with cutting away "small" features and selling it back to you for the price of your privacy, then they Will creep further. they Will take more.

Note: I have an update to this post here: [Link]

[musubiki]

my favorite fields of mistria boys 🥰

[its-your-mind]

[nojaloart]

everyone give it up for god’s worstest failchild