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before you see something and recoil at the price, be it handmade items, services, art, whatever. when you see something and you think, "i wouldnt pay more than $15 for that," you seriously have to ask yourself: if i were offered that same $15, would i make this object? would i spend the time to teach myself this skill to get this done, for $15? would i do this service for that same $15? would that be worth my time and effort?

yeah, that handmade necklace is $140. you might only be willing to pay $40 for that same necklace, but would you make it for $40 if someone asked you to?

you want to pay the babysitter fifteen bucks for the three hours she's watching your child. but would you honestly do that for $15? would you go into a stranger's house and change their baby's diaper and care for its needs, for $15?

you think its ridiculous that this artist is charging $30 for an icon commission. would you spend years catching up to their skill level to make that same drawing, start using your skill to make some extra cash, and then spend three hours on a drawing just to get $15?

would you be willing to work for $5 an hour?

no?

then don't be angry when someone else won't.

you don't have buy the service, it's okay if some things aren't within your budget or comfort zone, and it's also okay if the product isn't worth that much money to you. but do not be angry. be glad, because you know of another person out there who isn't being exploited for their time.

I wish octopus could learn how to read. They could be pen pals with middle schoolers.

I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.

Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.

The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.

I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.

the five stages of grief your honour

I was looking for something in my email inbox, going back a few pages, and I came across an email a friend sent me in May asking if she could come visit me this summer and I was seized with blind panic, !!!!! oh my god I procrastinated on this email and never ended up replying to her and now the summer is almost over and it’s much too late to plan anything and she didn’t dare to reach out again and probably never will now I’ve lost this friend forever and then I fearfully clicked on the email and realised I had actually replied to her. In a timely manner. And she actually did come to visit last month and I had no trouble remembering everything we did during her visit. I love starting my morning with a spike of worry so intense it’s like my brain gives itself a stress-lobotomy, erasing entire series of events. A reverse near-death experience where instead of seeing your past life flash before your eyes, you remember not a single potentially-reassuring past decision but you see your tragic future flash before your eyes, ruined by this one mistake you made

Follow your dream

STOP

Men in porn always so desperate for validation. "oh you like that cock? You like my cock?" go to therapy dude

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If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals