Fuck you anti bird architecture who gives a shit if a little guy makes a nest on top of your stupid Starbucks sign
They put anti-bird spikes on a church in my hometown, so the only place on the building where birds can sit is on the very top, on the cross. So the cross is now covered in bird shit
“In the house of a rich man there is nowhere to spit but his face” -that greek dude who lived in a barrel
blood is basically the most normal thing for a sword to hunger for. if a sword gained sentience and started asking me for blood i’d be like yeah i thought you might say that
When I was a kid me and my friends liked to play this game we called “absurd cheatcodes” in which one of us would just start making up convoluted steps for a video game cheatcode on the spot. Like, one of us would say something like “how to unlock Luigi in Mario 64” and the other one would start going like “well first of all you have to beat the game exactly 1000 times in a row without killing a single goomba. Then you have to take your cartridge out, put on Mario Kart instead and beat it 1000 times without slipping on a single banana peel. And then you put in Mario 64 again and-“ Basically just improv when you think about it.
My favorite bit to do when we did this was always sneaking Professor Oak in. I’d be making something up about some completely unrelated game and then I’d randomly go “And then who’ll show up? That’s right. Professor Oak.” My friends thought it was the funniest thing ever.
“Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they’re 15” this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit
To wit:
I want to share some wisdom from my high school art teacher.
In my AP Art class, there was a girl who was just starting to experiment with mixed media. At this point she was still playing around, trying to decide what direction she wanted to go with her portfolio. So one critique day, she brought in an abstract canvas with some rhinestone highlights and painted and real peacock feathers. She loved sparkles and peacock feathers so she thought she’d try introducing them a *little*. And after everyone had given some input, the teacher gave her his advice, VERY roughly paraphrased here:
“So here’s the thing… I do not like this style. These are just elements that do not speak to me personally, but I see that you like them, and you’re doing interesting things with them.
“My biggest critique is, I only merely *dislike* this piece. I want you to make me HATE it. Go crazy with the things that you like. Don’t hold back trying to make it palatable to people like me. Because I am NEVER going to like it. And if the audience does not like it, it should drive them crazy seeing how much YOU love it.”
Her portfolio was chock full of neon colors and glitter and rhinestones and splashes of peacock feathers and it was a delight. Our teacher despised every piece lol, but she got great marks and I think even won some awards. And more importantly, she was happy and proud of the results. Because she didn’t limit herself by trying to appeal to people who were never going to enjoy what she enjoyed.
Takeaway here: be as cringe as you want. Don’t limit yourself based on other ppl’s tastes. They’re not you, and you are incredible 💕
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