DoghouseCharlie

Is there any way to know what's going on in the DPRK regarding these issues?

I'm more of an average mime enjoyer.

I had lib friends that would do this native American thing. Their parents would lie or maybe have been lied to and say they had a lot of Cherokee in them. So these libs will make it part of their identity until the 23 and me results come in and they realize they're not that native after all. They take these identities on and off like they were fucking hats. Like, if a full blooded native American came up to me, said he was my dad, gave me all the documents to prove it, and it turned out I was over half Cherokee it wouldn't make me native American, that's just not my lived experience. If you think DNA factors into it you may as well break out the calipers and starting measuring your skull to see of you're allowed to celebrate Kwanzaa.

It feels so dehumanizing just to apply for job. You're a piece of meat and you have to market yourself.

China was cool for a second there but it looks like they're going cringe. We need another purge, Xi.

Maybe they were a bigot and this is exactly how they'd want to be mourned. 🤔

I remember when the factory I worked at decided they had too many managers and not enough workers (because people kept quitting because the work sucked) so one of our managers got bumped down to our level and could not handle it at all. The workers around her would taunt her with stuff she used to say, annoying boss type shit. It got to a point where she wouldn't eat lunch near us and eventually quit. Fucking hilarious and cathartic.

Very flashy and exciting with cute characters. But the only way I'm going to really like it is if characters look directly at the camera and wax philosophical like they're in a three hour long Soviet movie.

I'm still dealing with the issues of not really socializing with people as a teen but I'm doing as good financially as I ever have. I'm saving money and have a loose plan on getting a small home so I'm not having to pay rent anymore and then I want to save up for my own gender affirming surgery and stuff.

I wish I could afford a therapist just to talk about the bizzare bs my parents put me through. I went to one once before my parents pulled me off their insurance but I was in such a bad mental space I couldn't put anything into words. It really felt like I just wasn't alive until I finally left. Like my entire teen years and into my early twenties was a write off, I was a zombie that only very recently got to experience being alive.