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Wanted to include context for this one. A gem, regardless.
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having a great time in persona 5. i think turning into a car made my cat who is my little brother and crime boss nonbinary

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You're asexual? But...
“but sex is what makes us human!”
in 1916 a French officer in his twenties writes his
doctoral dissertation under
heavy mortar fire.
he sends it by mail, a page
at a time, to his wife.
a week before he’s to step up to the podium and
defend his work rather than his country
he is killed in action.
even as the bullets rip
through him he still wishes he could have become a professor
in French literature and
the university awards him a posthumous Ph.D.
sex is
a woman breaks down in tears on the phone because
a week is not enough time to
get over a breakup.
her sister drives an hour across town,
comes up the front steps with
a gallon of ice cream and some beer
and together they eat moose tracks and marathon
every
single
Godzilla movie
ever made.
sex is
she’s late for work but her car isn’t
starting and even through her coat and hat she’s cold.
she knows she can’t be late again because she’s missed
one time too many already because her
father’s nurse was sick with the flu and someone
needed to help him bathe.
the clock ticks past fifteen after and she hits
the wheel like it’s a heavy bag as though that will help
steps on the gas like the car will go
and wonders how she will pay rent
and how she will feed her father.
sex is
it takes three people to hold the predator down because
even with the cover over his head
a bleeding eye and shattered wing
he is trying to hurt them.
none of them have seen this bird before in their lives but
they bandage his wing and head and give him a painkiller and
put him in a warm place to sleep and heal because
it is right.
at first he is paralyzed and cannot
fly but soon he is taking steps
and then fluttering, and then soaring, and
six months later he is whole and healed and hunting.
once he is gone they never see him again
which means they’ve done their jobs right.
sex is
in 1969 a girl watches grey-and-white footage on her parents’ tiny television and
can’t quite believe that what she is seeing is not a movie set but
another planet.
the men on the screen look a little like
aliens with bulbous heads and no faces and fat
marshmallow arms
but they are still men.
her mother puffs on a cigarette behind her and declares that
this is progress
even if it was just a small step.
the girl grows up to be not an astronaut but a secretary
and her boss calls her ‘sweetheart’.
but sex is
a boy is taught that real men don’t cry so
he doesn’t.
when his best friend dies from a self-inflicted
gunshot wound, he locks himself
in the shower every day and sobs under scalding
water until it runs cold
so nobody will see him grieving
so nobody will see that tears are just love that
has no place left to go.
he learns to dull love rather than suppress its expression and
soon the owner of the liquor store knows him by name.
three DUIs, two evictions, and twelve steps later,
he is feeding people at a homeless shelter,
and telling them it’s all right to cry.
Sex is
the broken man tells the comedian
that he didn’t mean to step in front of the car but the rain
made it hard to see.
he seems okay but his leg
does not.
the comedian clutches a grubby receipt with the driver’s
plate number scrawled on the back
in pink pen, stands out in the rain so the broken man
can have his umbrella,
and gives him the comedy routine that ruined his career
so the man doesn’t think about the pain in his leg.
once he’s out of the hospital, the fixed man sends him a thank-you card
with kittens on it.
what makes us human
yawning is contagious,
and there is a species of bird whose young we call “pufflings”.
melodic collections of sound, spaced by silence,
can move us to tears.
the tallest building in the world is
two-thousand seven-hundred and seventeen feet tall.
in less than eighty years we went from our first powered flight
to touching the moon,
and in one-hundred from the first phone call
to instantaneous connection between thinking machines of our own creation.
we make pies out of tree organs
and let cow’s milk ferment until it hardens and then
we put them together, because apple pie with cheddar cheese isdelicious.
what makes us human is
the earliestfossils of anatomically modern humans are
two-hundred thousand years old .
we have had pet dogs
for sixteen-thousand of those years, longer
than corn
or the wheel.
the steps we take are part of
one of the most energy-efficient gaits the
animal kingdom has ever seen.
we invented the concepts of love
and hate
and justice, and mercy
and we invented the language to convey them.
we sharpened rocks, then metal, to convince other people
who don’t hold the same idea of those things as we do
because we think
it’s right.
we are two hundred millennia of love and disappointment and
sorrow and innovation and
mercy and kindness and dreams
and failure
and recovery.
“but sex is what makes us human.”
sat and read this all the way through. will reblog the shit out of this every time i see it. holy jesus. YES to all of this. just yes.
I LOVE THIS
You know… since only girls can be dated in P5, but both girls and boys can be the subject of the "Who Would You Marry?" Imagine Spot in P5T, that implies that Joker canonically had his Bisexual Awakening somewhere between the end of the Maruki's Palace and the start of P5T (which takes place in between the end of Joker's incarceration, and the actual end of P5).
This carries the hilarious implication that Joker didn't realize he found Akechi attractive until like. The very end. It'd probably be more fitting if he realized he liked Akechi during Maruki's calling card scene, but I think it'd be hilarious if Joker's oblivious butt didn't realize it until he was chilling in juvenile detention with nothing to do but think about things and then abruptly was like "OH CRAP I THOUGHT AKECHI WAS HOT" and then "WAIT I'M BI???" and then "DANGIT I TOTALLY MISSED THAT HE WAS PRACTICALLY FLIRTING WITH ME THE ENTIRE TIME"
life has become so much better since deciding to consume media with unbridled joy. i don’t care if people think it’s cringe, i don’t care if there are flaws. i can simultaneously acknowledge these faults while loving and consuming media that brings me joy.
The bisexual to aroace pipeline is pretty much having the right idea and coming to the wrong conclusion. Yeah buddy you're not straight and you're also not gay. No not like that though, the other way around

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eleven seconds and now my fingertips are bleeding too
42 days you're so cool you got this
depp resshun. look I'm 26 and somehow in a dead end job where like. yes I'm learning skills and yes I'm getting paid (not enough). And ig im getting experience. But do I have to stay for years in a silent office? do I have to stay years out here on the coast (which is nice tbh) but all by myself? my cats are literally my best friends rn. I have no platonic or romantic prospects besides like, my hairdresser, who might wanna be friends. and they won't even TALK to me at work why won't they just SAY GOOD MORNING it's crushing me. I'm not saying things are awful I just keep thinking I'm doing something wrong. like I'm on the wrong path. idk what I should do. I wanted to be Great yknow? But I'm not good enough?? Idk. Maybe I'll always be alone and no friends and no wife and nothing but maybe cats and also underpaid no promotion possible govt job stuck here in the right wing south. Staring at my computer screen all day doing fuck all. Writing about the love I wish I could experience. hoping for a hurricane to come destroy the place because maybe then I can help but who am I kidding I didn't help last time. idk I wanted to be Great or at least on my way. Somewhere with a future. Somewhere I maybe could have a Fulfilling Career and Friends Nearby and another parent and lots of aunts and uncles for my cats. or maybe I need to suck it up and go look at the water and say one day at a time. one day at a time. Maybe there's not a wrong way to do things. Maybe there is. How am I supposed to know? Where's my purpose? Am I never gonna be happy? I said I'd be happy once I had a job. I wanted one in Raleigh or NY or DC or somewhere I had friends and could find people to know and love and maybe date and marry. Here I can't even see my grandparents. I'm gonna go drink some water and have a werthers and maybe tomorrow after spin class I'll try to put the water filter on the shower head
unironically i think the werthers and the shower filter fixed me.
think i may have napalm'd myself in the bathroom.
posting more fe7 fic hehe

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depp resshun. look I'm 26 and somehow in a dead end job where like. yes I'm learning skills and yes I'm getting paid (not enough). And ig im getting experience. But do I have to stay for years in a silent office? do I have to stay years out here on the coast (which is nice tbh) but all by myself? my cats are literally my best friends rn. I have no platonic or romantic prospects besides like, my hairdresser, who might wanna be friends. and they won't even TALK to me at work why won't they just SAY GOOD MORNING it's crushing me. I'm not saying things are awful I just keep thinking I'm doing something wrong. like I'm on the wrong path. idk what I should do. I wanted to be Great yknow? But I'm not good enough?? Idk. Maybe I'll always be alone and no friends and no wife and nothing but maybe cats and also underpaid no promotion possible govt job stuck here in the right wing south. Staring at my computer screen all day doing fuck all. Writing about the love I wish I could experience. hoping for a hurricane to come destroy the place because maybe then I can help but who am I kidding I didn't help last time. idk I wanted to be Great or at least on my way. Somewhere with a future. Somewhere I maybe could have a Fulfilling Career and Friends Nearby and another parent and lots of aunts and uncles for my cats. or maybe I need to suck it up and go look at the water and say one day at a time. one day at a time. Maybe there's not a wrong way to do things. Maybe there is. How am I supposed to know? Where's my purpose? Am I never gonna be happy? I said I'd be happy once I had a job. I wanted one in Raleigh or NY or DC or somewhere I had friends and could find people to know and love and maybe date and marry. Here I can't even see my grandparents. I'm gonna go drink some water and have a werthers and maybe tomorrow after spin class I'll try to put the water filter on the shower head
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