The Worst Part Of "you'll Understand When You're Older" Is That You Really Do Understand When You're

gets on one of those giant lily pads and just serenely floats into the horizon never to be seen again

“You remind me of parts of myself that I will never have a chance to meet.”

— Mariah Gordon-Dyke

The indifferent universe holds me like a baby nonetheless

if you're a bad person you age ugly *photo of celebrity with bad plastic surgery*

but if you're a good person you age well *photo of celebrity with good plastic surgery*

Picture by Daniel Hernanz Ramos

by V. Vatagin, 1959

grim beast

why is privacy so eroded. I get treated like a nutcase if I say no, I don't want strange companies taking pictures of my home and putting them online for maps or whatever. I don't want to be in the background of your tiktok, and I think it's weirder for you to assume I'm okay with it than it is for me to politely ask you to refilm it so my face isn't in the frame. I don't enjoy handing my employer a list of every online account I have and feeling under surveillance when I'm just shit posting or sharing pictures of my cats or garden harvest. I don't want to hear your private calls on speaker on the bus, esp when the person on the line doesn't know you're broadcasting their words to strangers. I don't want an algorithm guessing what will piss me off the most so I spend more time online, engaging with shit I don't want to see or hear out of outrage. I don't want any of this. it's total ass.