Happy Birthday, Aoi-san! â 01/20
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Happy Birthday, Aoi-san! â 01/20

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...what
This is already going wild places Im-
TO SOMEONE ON CHEMO TH0UGH??
What must their home life be like. Like if these are their power games. What goes on behind closed doors. What the fuck.
Naruto running my way out of here is my new catchphrase
it was this comment by OP that really took me out
pandemic episode of malcolm in the middle: malcolm struggles to reconcile his commitment to quarantine safety measures with the fact that all the girls his age are so lonely and isolated that they're suddenly willing to go on dates with HIM, of all people. reese discovers that egging neighbors' houses still counts as a "socially-distanced" activity and has the time of his life. dewey does some mental calculus and realizes that he gets fewer wedgies per day from his brothers than he does from the school bully and decides he'll keep these lockdowns in effect at all costs, so he starts calling in fake pandemic data to local health districts to bump the numbers up. lois gets in a physical altercation with a non-masker at the lucky aide and starts duct taping people's mouths shut, which craig finds both alarming and oddly alluring. (craig then immediately gets infected from licking his hand to slick back his hair in a bid to impress her.) hal works from home but, after slacking off on the family computer all day, is driven to obsession by the thought of becoming the digital solitaire world champion.
Yoooo he just changed the game
Oh, this is really neat, this is the same thing they did in Sh! The Octopus in 1937 to do this transformation scene. In black & white, the color of your light can hide makeup, then all you have to do is flip the color, and the audience just sees the difference in the light levels, but cannot see the color shift. The quick explanation for why this works is the blue makeup absorbs red light, looking very dark when only red light is present, but also looks about the same as relatively fair skin when only blue light is present. Same goes for the colors the other way.
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3rd photo: The shape of his head is nice
4th photo: He comes as soon as I bring the blanket out

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Apologies for the format and need to zoom, but I thought this response was wonderful
Image is a picture of page 42 from The Sunday Times in the UK (undated). The page is called Style Voice, and the segment is called Dear Dolly, subtitled: âyour love, life and friendship dilemmas answered by Dolly Alderton.â At the bottom of the page, there is a note that says âTo get your life dilemma answered by Dolly, email or send a voice note to [email protected] or DM @theststyle.
Text of the segment reads:
[submission]
Dear Dolly,
I was already a little overweight, but things spiralled during lockdown. As a home-schooling, working-from-home single parent to two children, there was little time for contemplative yoga or solo mini-marathons around the park. After contracting the virus (it dragged on and on) and then not being able to leave our tiny flat much due to the lockdown, the only excitement of the day seemed to be a gin and tonic at 6pm, rounds of Netflix and peanut butter on toast.
I eat when Iâm stressed and when Iâm bored, and I was very stressed and very bored. And now the buttons are popping off my jeans. My clothes donât fit, I donât want to spend a fortune buying pretty new things in âLâ when I have to get back to âM.â And how will I ever feel glamorous and attractive again after piling on the pounds and covering my face with a mask? Please help. I donât want to be single for ever.
[response]
As I read your letter, the first thing I thought was what a challenging time youâve been through in the past six months. Youâve had to educate, entertain and care for not one but two young children, all day, every day, without the help of a partner, while being mostly confined indoors in a tiny living space. You contracted an illness that was largely unknown and potentially debilitating. All this happened during a time when you couldnât see friends or extended family, or go to the pub, or go away, or go anywhere for that matter. I want you to read that back and acknowledge what a difficult set of circumstances youâve been living through recently.
With that in mind, Iâm going to present you with a possibility: you havenât overindulged at all. You havenât eaten too much, you havenât messed up a routine. You have been giving yourself exactly what youâve needed in a time of immense stress â you have been in complete communion with your mind and body. Youâve allowed yourself the gentle anesthesia of a cold gin and tonic after a long day with kids, and restful nights with a comforting and familiar food as you prepare for the following morning. Youâve used your few spare hours to recuperate, instead of flinging yourself around your small flat in front of a YouTube exercise video or making complicated kale salads. All of this makes complete sense. You have not made any mistakes.
A clever thing the diet industry did to the collective consciousness is attach morals to eating: certain foods are bad (peanut butter on toast), certain ways of eating are bad (in front of Netflix). And if we are to believe the fallacy of âyou are what you eat,â every time we put food in our mouths, we give ourselves permission to rate our morality. But our chosen meals arenât proof of our goodness or badness. Deprivation or hyper-control doesnât equate to health and virtue, appetite isnât something feral and dangerous to be disciplined. Food is an inanimate object that we can use as we like â to nourish, energize or comfort. How we eat will always be in flux depending on our circumstances, whether that be emotional or physical.
I think the best thing you can do is acquaint yourself with the idea of intuitive eating. Itâs a seemingly simple concept that many of us have to relearn at some point in our lives. Intuitive eating is about tuning in to your body, listening to what it wants and responding compassionately. Itâs about quietening the chatter youâve been absorbing your whole life â all the contradictory rules and convoluted calorie counting â and instead focusing on the requirements of your appetite and tastes. We are all born with an innate ability to do this (you never see a toddler leaving 20 per cent of its meal on a plate because it read an article saying this is what French women do), but tragically it is a skill that is stolen from so many of us.
Because another clever thing the diet industry did was make us believe that our instincts are wrong, that if we ate what we want when we wanted it, weâd live off a mountain of ĂŠclairs, a river of Baileys and nothing else. Thatâs just not true. If you can find a way to eat intuitively, without any cycles of restriction and reward, your body will find its way to the weight where it is naturally most comfortable.
And if all that fails, try this: every time you go to feed yourself, imagine that you are feeding one of your children. Every time you finish a meal and you want to berate yourself for the decisions you made: imagine you are speaking to one of your children. If they came to you â tired, anxious or ill â would you give them a calorie-counted meal, or would you give them what they were craving? If they ate something that brought them joy, would you remind them afterwards that they could have eaten something that was less pleasurable but lower in fat? Would you tell them to take notice of the letter on the label in their clothes and attach a sense of self-worth to it? Would you let them believe that the letter on that label was an indicator of whether someone will fall in love with them?
The sad truth is women are conditioned to feel like physical failures if they donât conform to an impossible specification, so the language of self-hatred is easily accessible to us. I donât want to pretend that this propaganda isnât incredibly powerful, and I donât want you to feel even more self-hatred for taking it on and believing it. So, for now, try a trick instead: imagine you are your own child and care for yourself accordingly. That might be the only way youâll allow yourself the logic and kindness you deserve.
Shaggy that is so fucking rude
All these traditions, jack-oâ-lanterns, putting on costumes, handing out treats, they were started to protect us, but nowadays⌠No one really cares. Trick âr Treat (2009) dir. Michael Dougherty

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PSC tried to make an Aoi clone but ended up making Kazuki instead.
I donât understand how on TV, people can break into homes and immediately find bank statements, passports and super important documents. If someone tried that at my place it would be âIâm sure she keeps her important stuff in her desk. No, wait, this draw is full of pens that donât work. Aha! This box looks important! Oh, never mind. Itâs full of cigarette lighters. She doesnât even smoke!â
*I* canât even find my own important documents in my own home half the time. If someone breaks in and instantly finds my stuff theyâre hired
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KPOP FANS/BTSâ ARMY RUINED TRUMPâS RALLY!!!
T.N: Trump planned a rally in Tulsa on Juneteenth (a holiday celebrating the emancipation of those who had been enslaved in the United States) which is so disrespectful to black people. Tickets were available for free as long as you give in your phone number (In sets of two). So BTSâ ARMY went and sold out all the tickets and Trump supporters didnât have any tickets left. Trump saw that there was high demand and thought a million of his supporters would come. When it was the day of the rally, The BTS stans didnât show up and now Trump is suffering pure humiliation. BTS and ARMY donated over $2 Million to BLM and continue to help so many causes around the world. The fandom is contrary to prejudiced opinions is very smart and diverse.Â
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