masha

Every time I read a book I'm like wow I forgot how fun this is. This is awesome. Why aren't I doing this every day. And then I finish the book and forget again.

*sultry voice* Yeah, stick me in your queue you slut.

“my father is a boy and my mother is a girl so i’m mixed” is the funniest possible response to someone asking your gender and it came from 6’5 Viking footballer and notable weird little guy Erling Haaland on a Snapchat

i love pleasantly unpleasant sensory experiences. getting tattooed. eating a too-big dollop of wasabi and feeling like i've been kicked in the face. being outside when it is very very cold and a little kiss of frigid air slipping between my glove and coat sleeve. people say building discomfort tolerance is important because discomfort is an inevitable part of life, and that's true, but discomfort can also be a source of joy and part of what makes life worth living.

my favourite bit right now is saying "scientists still don't know" in relation to something I (One Single Scientist) specifically do not know the answer to

“Buh-but there were no signs” there were plenty on tumblr.com

I feel like it hardly matters anymore, but Flock isn't the only unsecured intrusive data selling crime inventing AI hallucinating automated license plate reading mass surveillance camera operators. Axon and Motorola and Amazon and ALPR and CCTV and security cameras should be equally rejected. All surveillance must go.

There is no such thing as benign surveillance.

You are never monitored for your safety.

Don't tag this #america, unless you're talking about the continent, dipshits. You're not exempt from this.

OP needs to explain what continent is named "america" as there is none. North America? South America? which is "america"...?

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if they're gonna remake The Princess Bride, it should open with a kid sick in bed scrolling on his phone. his grandpa arrives with a gift--it's a DVD player with a disc already inside. grandpa hooks it up to the TV and presses play. and we all just watch the original 1987 film again.