I change my place of work around quite often because it helps me to focus, but mostly I’m sat right by the bay window downstairs, and it’s great for people-watching. My favourite regular is a man who has a tiny hooded rickshaw attached to his bicycle in which sits a small dog.
I’m writing an essay on the presence of the dismembered or “carved up” female body in the digital world, and there’s honestly only so much research I can do before wanting to flamethrower the advertising industry.
PETA’s so full of shit.
i love how “lmao” has evolved over the years from a genuine expression of mirth to the modern symbol of wet, unemphatic amusement; the mere ghost of an emotion, reflecting the journey of modern youth from innocent naievete to hardened apathy lmao