I Could Function In A Society That Had An Actual Nightlife That Isn't Synonymous With Just Clubbing.

It's so weird watching the internet enter into this period of major anti-consumer changes which will almost certainly give birth to new alternative sites that will become the new juggernauts of the internet, or some new age of consumerist horror never before seem.

Between the Tumblr porn ban, reddit blackout, Twitter's implosion, TikTok threatening to be banned every other month, Netflix cutting off sharing, nothing seems stable anymore.

I'm just pack rat hoarding and copying down all the life-tips, artists names, resources, and shop names I love before it's parent site inevitably falls into the abyss

For anyone who might need this:

No, the simple task you're debating with your body to do is not a test of fate, or the gods. It will not prove your dedication, it will not set you on the wrong math if you don't do it.

It's you, alone, against the world. One good action at a time.

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I just had a small epiphany why you might like other people's art more than your own:

It's the lack of suspension of disbelief.

When you see something someone else has drawn or painted, you take in the content faster than you take in the technical aspects. You experience it as pseudo-real, the same way you stop perceiving animated characters as drawn or book characters as written as you get into the story.

On the other hand, when you yourself have made something, all you see is the machine behind the theater, so to speak. You're probably thinking about lines, shading, coloring in a "does this make sense? Is this the best decision I could have made?"-kind of way.

I think that's also why sometimes, pictures you haven't looked at for a long time starts looking nice to you again, à la: "Hey past-me was unto something! Why can't I replicate it nowadays?". It's probably specifically because you've forgotten the process of making it that you are now seeing it with fresh eyes.

Art is an illusion, but a magician has a hard time tricking themself. So don't be so hard on yourself: it's probably just that you can't see the magic right now, but that doesn't mean it's not there.

the sad thing is I'm always resting but I never feel rested

Billboards on the roads. Product jingles on the radio. Sponsors and ads in the middle of basically every podcast and video. Unskippable previews at the start of physical media. Ads plastered all over any website you visit. Cookies being mandatory to use the modern internet. Scrolling past a dozen ads just to get to the recipe you looked up. Presorted junk mail sent to you ad nauseam. Subscription selling on packaging tape and cardboard boxes. Spam callers. Video game sale. Limited time deal. Buy it now! Hurry in! Impress your friends! Show your loved ones you appreciate them by spending all your money on them! Fill the seething void of having to hear ads every fucking waking moment of your life by spending money! Buy our product! Buy this drink! Be healthy! Get this amazing body! Get this great look! Impress everyone with the things you own! Come home after your grueling job to watch television that's interrupted every 10 minutes by 5 minutes of ads! Airplanes with banners and drones filling the night sky telling you to go here and buy this! Company names lining the boards of every sporting event! Brand logos on most clothing that turn its wearer into an unpaid advertiser! Fuck capitalism! Fuck this constant fucking bombardment of ads telling you if you just buy this one thing then you'll finally be happy!

why is it that every time i have someone in my life i feel comfortable talking about my trauma to, they end up traumatizing me too!!

apologies for the shitty screenshot + repost from r/philosophymemes but YEAH and I love the way this is worded

things may taught me

sometimes friends don't hold on as tightly as you do and thats okay

find your comfort people and stick with them

its okay to doubt people – your gut tells you what it thinks

if you feel like something is off, something is off

being patient with yourself always comes first, you'll always finish whatever you're doing in the end

being hurt is allowed and you're not being attention-seeking if you let others know that you're hurt

sometimes we just have to swallow the bitter pill and suck it up

tell people what you're feeling

wallowing in your misery is okay, but don't do it forever

sometimes you grow out of things you love or you find new ways to do it or you do things you always said you hated but you like it and thats okay

reframing your ideals is always okay

no being has their whole life together

your idols struggle too

perfectionism comes at a cost

You know what really makes you feel awful? Getting ignored. Everywhere. I know that my friends tend to easily get side-tracked but whenever they actually have a conversation I get ignored. I joined a server recently and I get ignored there too. *sigh* just kinda feels like I can’t get a break, you know? Since I have problems venting to people too, I do it here cause a) no one sees it and b) twitter is an asshole for having a character limit. Does anyone else feel ignored? It sucks, I know. Feel free to talk to me if you feel that way. I dont want other people feeling ignored.