fool me once, shame on u; fool me twice, shame on u again for taking advantage of my compassionate & forgiving nature!!!!!! how dare u
good news everybody
In this store, you go in, shop, and then walk out carrying the item’s you want to buy, and their facial recognition software figures out who you are and charges whatever items you are taking to your account. It’s incredible and creepy.
*Walks into the store with anti-facial recognition haircut/makeup and leaves like a bandit*
the cyberpunk dystopia is upon us and it fuckin sucks
hot take: moms need to learn how to listen to and comfort their daughters without making everything about their own traumas
a classic example
daughter: hey this thing you do bothers me very much and i wish you wouldn’t do it
mom: well my parents abused me and im not even as bad as they were and i had to sit through it so you gotta sit through whatever i do to you too
a common variant
mom: well i’m having a really hard time right now and you know that i’m doing my best and that i didn’t mean to hurt you ergo you are in fact the asshole for asking me to consider your feelings and change my behavior during this hard hard time i’m having
least favorite
mom: fine. you’re right and i’m wrong and i’m a horrible person. there. are you happy now?
see also
mom: you can’t be mad at me. you’re not allowed to be mad at me. i can’t stand it.
Yeah this is just straight-up emotional abuse. It’s not uncommon for moms to confuse “emotional closeness” with demanding their children caretake for them emotionally, or just having no boundaries. And “have you considered that you are in fact the abusive one” is bog-standard DARVO (Deny, Attack, Reverse Victim and Offender).
Women also make the mistake that because we are frequent targets for abuse, we cannot be abusive ourselves. WOMEN CERTAINLY CAN BE ABUSIVE, especially towards children society has historically said we ought to have the power of life and death over, and who tradition says should be 100% subservient to us.
“mood” is basically the equivalent of “amen”
and now I am picturing an entire congregation solemnly intoning “big mood”
“May the Lord be with you.”
“Bitch you too the fuck!”
She smelled like hand sanitizer, pure and reminiscent of a hospital. Her lips were like marble, cold and smooth. Her eyes were like a stop light, you wanted them to be green but they were red and occasionally yellow.
hey op?