austrian roma artist ceija stojka (1933-2013), who survived three nazi concentration camps, auschwitz, ravensbrück and bergen-belsen, and began painting her experiences in the 1980s
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austrian roma artist ceija stojka (1933-2013), who survived three nazi concentration camps, auschwitz, ravensbrück and bergen-belsen, and began painting her experiences in the 1980s

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i miss my partner. it doesn't feel right to be so far away from her
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you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself
you have IBS.

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every other week, my mom would make a giant pot of vegetable soup. she'd pack half of it in a tupperware and take it to her best friend's house. they both had three kids whose ages aligned. they'd lock us out of the house and go through each room, finding every piece of dirty laundry and then spend the afternoon keeping the washer and dryer running, folding and putting away each load while gossiping.
every alternate week, her best friend would come to our house with a tupperware full of chicken spaghetti. they'd stick us in front of a tv with a stack of disney vhs tapes and go through each room, finding every dirty dish, and then spend the afternoon at the kitchen sink, washing each dish by hand while gossiping.
it wasn't always soup and spaghetti and laundry and dishes. but it was almost always a meal and a chore. here is a night you don't have to cook dinner. here is a chore you can cross off your list. and here is a day you don't have to spend alone. because really food and friendship and a feeling of accomplishment are what we all need most.
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A day without swag is like...wait I have no idea
it's natural for people to test their limits. especially people with unusual limits. eventually you meet them. that's called learning things the hard way

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i never had these kinds of paranoid little freakouts when i was younger. and also some other weird little "symptoms" have happened. flashback highs and bizarre shapes out of the corner of my eye. i could probably be diagnosed with some kind of mild schizotypal little quirk disorder but who cares. i'll just keep meditating and living my beautiful life. it's good that im keeping off the psychedelics these days. i was completely fearless before. people would comment on this. that i was one of a kind in having no fear at all. and it was true. i could mourn the loss of that or i could be proud of it bc most ppl never get to live any proud adult years with that outlook. anyways who knows what the future holds. maybe that again or even something better
i had no idea how insane the fireworks were gonna be tonight. maybe that's stupid but ive genuinely never seen anything like that in my entire life. and all the regular fireworks leading up to it and all the super loud crazy flyovers weren't bothering frankie at all so i wasn't worried about it. but i was so sleepy and idk. 20 minutes in i started genuinely tweaking and worrying about frankie cause she was back at the apartment in dc and we were at my uncle's house across the river. i was like losing it like so paranoid that she was going to maybe even die of fright or something idk. ive been having little episodes like this once every few months or so for the past couple of years. about completely random things. anyways we got home and frankie was completely happy and oblivious. never been better. she's very low anxiety and partially deaf. not a care in the world. why do i tweak idk.
these fireworks are un fucking real

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when ever that fuckhead eventually does bite it, be it this year or next or the one after that, everyone better be ready to hit the club Instantly for the love of god. i don't care if its 3am on a monday in october and the nearest club is 700 miles away... just report for duty. and throw ass like your life depends on it. because it does