Doesn’t matter. Green Mario is perfect. Working class, deals with literal shit daily, is scared of everything, and still does the thing. Red Mario has it easy, he’s not scared of CEO Bowser, he doesn’t have to overcome his fear - because he’s confident. Which is cool, good for him. But Red Mario is unachievable as a role model. Be more like Green Mario who does it scared, who does it alone, who does it anyway.
Yes. And I’m tired of pretending otherwise.
If you wish to ask websites to respect your privacy, you can use the “Tell websites not to sell or share my data” setting. This option is built on top of the Global Privacy Control (GPC). GPC is respected by increasing numbers of sites and enforced with legislation in some regions.
So is the difference that DNT was asking for no tracking at all while this GPC setting allows for tracking data to be created but not forwarded to third parties? That seems reasonable, not all “tracking” is malicious. Though I wonder why, if DNT isn’t respected, any other vaguely similar setting would be.
Having words is not the problem. I have all the words, the best words, big beautiful words, they’re just stored somewhere in a very logical place for them to be that I don’t remember and I don’t want to use the fresh ones coming in because look at them they’re shiny and new don’t touch them. (I feel weird using words I just read because I get self-conscious. It doesn’t make sense, no.)
… Oh shit. I too shall do this.
My younger sister started watching Sailor Moon in '96. I occasionally joined her to mock her for it. Then I noticed it was the absolute shit and I became a bigger fan than she was.
I unironically credit Sailor Moon (and anime) with changing the course of my life because, although it gave my bullies another target on my back, it helped me through school while at least keeping some semblance of sanity. I met my husband in the Sailor Moon online community of the early internet, I majored in Japanese at university, and I learnt to draw because I wanted to recreate what I saw on screen.
If my sister hadn’t watched that dumb kiddie cartoon, I would not be where I am.
What does that entail?
So did I exist before? Am I effectively offing myself? There’s too many unknowns here.
Depends. What’s the alternative?
Huel. I’m just waiting for some random internet person doctor to tell me how exactly I’m making my already shaky health significantly worse because I’m too lazy tired for anything more than powder in water.
Also, the decades-old radiator in my flat is probably just spewing all sorts of hazardous particles and nobody will know until they do an autopsy on me.
Because spez was being a dip shit. Other than that, yeah, idklol
I would fucking love to get my protein from insects - they’re prohibitively expensive.
Also, outrage bait.
Being forced to stop doing a thing I’m in the middle of.
That is definitely a take.
Why is my stomach hurting? Did I eat anything that had gone bad? Oh wait.
I haven’t but I’m aware of it. What I wasn’t aware of is that here, in the comments under a comic making fun of the irrational bullshit adhd brains like to spend their time with, we take everything dead serious and do NOT make fun of the irrational bullshit our brains like to spend their time with. Such as when they start coming up with nonsense that a stupid box might yet be useful for while idling and waiting for the noodles to be done. I apologise for my oversight.
Yes. Has stuff like that ever been a reason for ADHD brains to not engage in these thoughts?
This is the only correct brain worms take, why is it being down voted?
Because claps are the only currency accepted on the secret market where medical workers buy their groceries.