u/miseryofcourse

Cause song doesn’t represent me as a woman. Like at allll. It’s actually pretty insulting. Cum on her dress and contouring her tits? Empowering stuff really, that doesn’t represent any other female I know either. I don’t even want to get into all the other twisted stuff in the video. It’s sad that all a guy has to do is cross dress for everyone to start gagging. And now they’re allowing him to define womanhood. It’s sad.

We get to listen to music on demand at any time without having to go to the symphony, spin a record, or flip through songs on CDs. Sorry, I’m not that concerned about how artists claim they don’t make money on it (which I think is a lie). It’s just amazing that all you have to do is click play on your device. It’s quite beautiful. The way a lot of people are able to interpret their lives through music is so different than how it used to be in the past.

If you’re falling for this therapy speak nowadays, you’re a fool. You’re literally trying to unwire parts of yourself that are programmed into you by evolution. Good luck lol

Probably want to do Lofta, but I fear I’m self selecting a company that just wants to sell me CPAP. I don’t know if I actually have sleep apnea, but I can see how it might be possible based on my symptoms. However, I definitely do not want to get diagnosed with it if it’s something I don’t actually have just because they want me to spend more money on their products. Are they trustworthy in that regard?

Just absurd levels of dishonesty. A director who truly doesn’t respect his audience. I’m no white, MAGA chud, but this has to be discussed in any serious film scholar space. I have no problem with multi-racial casting, but the contract is that a film, and art in general, has to be immersive or at least try to be. And for the record, I don’t think Matt Damon or Robert Pattinson have the correct Greek look either, but this specific thing is just taking it to another level. Only a director who thinks their audience is dense would try to pull something as absurd as this (surely he must have known he could get away with it too). Anything opposite to that goal is opposite to the goal of art itself and it’s seriously wild to see how far society has fallen that something as deliberately dishonest as this film counts as prestige art nowadays.

A question that has probably been done to death, but need direct advice. I’m taking Vitamin D, B-12, creatine and am just about to start taking magnesium threonate. I have a feeling my brain fog is a mix of ADHD and a super fucked up unregulated nervous system. A yawn a lot and have episodes of intense sleepiness, which is probably one of the worst symptoms, but it could be a host of things like depression, anxiety, narcolepsy, chronic fatigue of which I can’t really pinpoint. Is there anything else I should try out? Getting better sleep has helped a lot, but I want to push myself over that line now to feeling 100%.

Idk why this is so hard to find online. I would totally get a membership if classes were free, as well as spa-work, but probably not otherwise. Does it vary club-by-club?

Sorry, I had another bit to contribute to the gender war flavor of the day

My feminist card has been revoked for a variety of different reasons, but this new trend of men calling any woman who has any sort of emotional reaction BPD is crazy. It’s reductive and I’m not participating in this smear campaign against interesting womyn just because uninteresting men can’t match their freak.

What did she mean by that?

If I were her friend and she made me indulge in her dystopian wedding, that would be my last straw personally. She has the charisma of a cashew and appeals to the lowest common denominator of female for reasons that preceded her. The only reason I’d play pretend with her is because she wields an ungodly amount of power in the industry and has a vindictive streak toward those who have allegedly “wronged” her. Definition of an emotional terrorist threatening to pull the trigger if you don’t make her happy.

Has to be one of the most farcical political battles of all time

It’s just situationships, normie relationships based on wealth/status/beauty/power, or people who just want to be forever alone. I’m a real bitch that grew up on Lana Del Rey, Twilight, Bradgelina vs. Jennifer, and Justin Bobby and Audrina. These dynamics do not exist anymore. Everything is shallow. Even the friends with benefits relationships from the past were still rooted in infatuation. I personally do not know any couple sharing an intense and beautiful love anymore. I don’t see couples screaming at each other in Central Park, then kissing and making up anymore. I do not see women writing in their diaries at cafes, or embracing their lovers at airport gates. I do not hear anyone affirming a complex love without calling it “abuse” or “toxic.” One can neither express this intensity of love and spirit without being told that they are being “too much.” I do not see anything resembling true, deep love anymore. When is the last time you kissed someone and felt like your heart was on fire? When is the last time you gave into your desire for love completely and accepted whatever consequence that fate may bring?

Sunset and Rodeo used to be filled with young, hot people getting shot by paparazzi. The vibe was cool and The Hills coded. That culture is completely dead now. The popular hot spots are completely dead now, or they’re filled with homeless and drug addicts. You never actually see any young, hot people casually hanging out in public in LA now, the way they do in New York. Influencing is a private thing now. They do it from within their homes or from their exclusive parties, which makes any aspiration of becoming a part of that culture pointless for people who move there. You can become famous or influential anywhere. You move to the city and realize it’s really not that different from Bakersfield on the surface. It’s desolate, decaying, and empty of anything aesthetically inspiring. On an average day, you only see fat, short permanent underclass type people with no style walking around. I also feel like the vegetation and the fauna used to be more vibrant and high contrast, but now everything looks wilted and sepia. It makes me wonder what is still the point of LA.

My attachments to men have been purely Freudian in nature. I wanted a father figure, or a brother figure, like all gay men. Now that I’ve had different versions of that, and realized that father figures are generally disappointments, I feel like I don’t have that much of an interest in men anymore. They don’t excite me, I have little interest in getting to know them. I don’t connect with gay men on just about any level anymore. Maybe I’m just depressed or disaffected by the reality of men in a gay context. But at least when I look at how much other gay men lust for other men, I just don’t feel that way at all anymore. The only real time I’ve ever felt connected to men was when I felt like they were healing a childhood wound. Sexually I guess it’s there too, but in my head it’s only because gay sex is like the sexual baseline for me. I wouldn’t mind trying to date a woman tbh. The only thing stopping me is the huge mental leap it would take to start seeing them as anything but friends. I also really don’t like vaginas or boobs, but I sense that’s more a fear of the unknown.

Some of the shallowest, most inhumane things are spoken there. The way people talk about dating, for example, makes me weep. Gay Twitter is just about hole, while straight Twitter thinks dating is all about money. Then you have people calling other people ugly and dumb in ways I think most writers in the past have refrained from doing for the sake of decency. It’s always said with a comedic affect though. Irony has poisoned people’s brains to hard I think a lot of them are transforming into the caricature they thought they were lampooning.

Yeah it’s toxic, but when they’re having a good time together they have really good chemistry. They make each other laugh and there’s a lot of sexual tension between them. My favorite scene of the show is probably the fight they had after Audrina slept in Brody’s room. It’s like the only time we ever see Justin vulnerable and it actually made it seem like he really did care about her.