more than anything i want a world where a trans girl realizing she is a trans girl faces zero fear from that realization and subsequent coming out. Where she can say "Oh sweet, I can just be a girl? Sign me up!", no worrying if shes girl enough, no worrying if society will accept her, no worrying if she'll be an attractive girl as she transitions, no worrying at all in any way shape or form.

in case you didn't know it, this is also related to how cyclosporiasis spreads. when farm workers are not given adequate bathroom breaks or access to restrooms, they have no choice but to relieve themselves directly into the fields, especially if they are already suffering from diarrheal disease and have been made to work while sick. the pathogen ends up in irrigation ditches and, eventially, all over your food. this is why human rights like sanitation need to be available to everyone in order to be effective for anyone.

having ADHD means you know a person who also has ADHD but it's somehow the most debilitating ADHD of anyone who's ever lived and they smoke 2 packs of cigarettes a day and drink 3 double-shot espressos by 10 am with more to come by noon and when they see you take your adderall they're like "my doctor prescribed me that but i don't want to become dependent on medication to function."

me @ my friend while they down their 5th can of monster energy before 6 PM: wouldn't it be cool if scientists could somehow distill stimulants into an easy-to-swallow once a day package that won't Harm you

young old person tip for you all. go get some photos printed (pauses so someone can say bogos binted) and fill out a physical album

and annotate them with who is in the photos and when and where the photos were taken!!! your extended family 50 years from now will be grateful, and so will you if you end up forgetting any details

(sprints into room late, looking harried and frantic as fuck) bogos binted. did I miss it

Gotta say, my absolute favourite notes on this so far have been the number of people congratulating Tony on his rebound from the Grinch.

The fastest way to accomplish The Project is to cease being afraid of The Project. The Project cannot maim you. The Project cannot kill you. The Project is more afraid of you than you are of it. It is okay if The Project turns out differently from how it was in your head, and it is okay if it has flaws. You are capable of engaging with The Project.

i think when u clean your house it should stay clean forever. what do u mean i have to do it again

"when people ask how you're doing, they don't really care." most of them do, actually, the amount they care is just directly proportional to how well they know you. you're just mad you can't be the main character of the Twice Daily.

if i am doing shitty and the check out girl asks me, "how are you?" i will say,"man, i've been better." we are strangers to each other. she doesn't need to know my whole life story. she doesn't need to know about my credit score and my hemorrhoids or my uncle in the hospital. she just needs enough to respond "been there, buddy. hey, at least the day is almost over?" and then we part ways. i have been on both sides of thousands of exchanges like this, the only one making you do a little song and dance is you, my friend

recently saw a comment section full of people, primarily women, talking about loving living with their best friend and being sad about having to live separately one day. some people talking about missing living with their best friend, some talking about “getting” to live with their best friend “until” they find partners. saw one person mention that moving out to move in with a partner felt like a divorce. it makes me so genuinely sad… all these people recognizing the joy they can find living outside the norm, letting themself live with a friend instead of a romantic partner, but still feeling like they have to live with a spouse eventually. like it’s not even a decision, just an inevitability.

similarly, it makes me sad when someone shares their happiness from living with a friend with others and the biggest response is people insisting/assuming they must have a secret unrecognized romantic connection. just taking over a moment of joy to insist they’re wrong about their own life and feelings; all to reinforce the lifestyle everyone is already expected to conform to eventually…

you know i used to be a starship? yeah a real big one too. called something like ‘vision of venus’ or ‘face of eros’, i can’t really remember now. they had me hauling mobile refineries and the like. but i guesssss i joked about venting everyone out the airlocks a couple dozen too many times and they had me reassigned. now i make drinks! 😊 would you like that small medium or large?

convincing this wandering swordmaster (loser, woman) to keep demonstrating her flawless technique to cleave a man from his life for me because her tits bounce really lewdly whenever she does it and she hasn't noticed yet

Former living weapon absolutely dominating at laser tag

The light inside an oven is crucial to getting breads to rise. Without the light inside simulating the sun, the bread can't tell which way is up, leaving it twisted and ruined.

THOUGHT SMOKED SALMON WAS WHERE YOU ROLL A FISH LIKE A A CIGARETTE AND SMOKE IT THAT WAY

having free control over our endrocrine systems and the ability to change our genitals is currently inextricably tied to trans rights, and for good reason, but frankly i don't think it even needs to be. it should just be a matter of bodily autonomy, and that should be universal. if a cis dude wants tits and a pussy i think that would be fine. if cis women want a dick or nothing at all that should be allowed i think. people shouldn't need to be transgender to be allowed to change their bodies. free the nipple, enlarge the nipple, remove the nipple. whatever the fuck you want. i dont know if there's a term for this belief but i hold it very strongly. everybody biohack yourselves NOW