Mental Sewage

My friend worked with the People With AIDS Coalition in 1990 and found this while cleaning out some old folders. I can't stop thinking about it.

Just an ancient pact, passed down from the earliest dogs that slept beside humans to keep us warm, continuing on for decades after one of their deaths.

Information is WILD

Thanks, tumblr mobile, for unintentionally making this even funnier

Just as I said, “is this ever going to load?” One gif loaded and honestly it answered my question perfectly.

Eating when I need food but I don’t want it (maybe sick/nauseous/menstruating, body signals confused, exhausted, waited too long to eat, preferred foods not available, etc.): The Trials and Tribulations of Maintaining This Mortal Flesh Could Never be Comprehended by Any Machine. I Am Burdened with the Unsought for and Unending Task of Providing for a Creature of Meat for my Comprehension to Inhabit. and actually after that banana I am feeling a little better.

Good, I hope it haunts everyone about to enter a body of water so bad that they wear a life jacket. 🙌

Every single person I knew (past tense) who has drowned was "a strong swimmer." Water in the wild does not care how good you are at swimming.

You may be unable to return to shore. Rescue may be unable to find you quickly.

if you can’t read or write 500-1000 words with relative ease you have a serious problem

how are you going to function in society if you can’t read 1000 words at a time

And you will naturally find yourself extending how much you read per day.

"I ain't reading that" becomes "I can't read that" which becomes "I didn't read before I signed it because the guy telling me to was convincing and now I don't have anything".

there's no fucking way

Do not trust: verify.

🫶