The premise of minimum wage, when it was introduced, was that a single wage earner should be able to own a home and support a family. That was what it was based on; a full time job, any job, should be able to accomplish this.
The fact people scoff at this idea if presented nowadays, as though the people that ring up your groceries or hand you your burgers don’t deserve the luxury of a home and a family, is disgusting.
Also if a livable wage breaks the system then the system deserves to be broken.
Being a crow sounds like such a fun existence it’s like
1. Wake up
2. Eat some garbage
3. Find a rabbit to fuck with because you just hate rabbits so much
4. Get to the top of a very tall tree and scream for at least two hours so that people know you’re a crow
5. Join your 3 crow friends in someone’s backyard and just fucking hop around like a goof ball
6. Yell some more
7. Okay that was good enough go to sleep!
8. Repeat
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Conservatives tell me that the democrats are anti-millitary and pro open borders and im like god i wish.
i want to dance every day for the rest of my life, truly. dance is my one true love, and i honestly am so conflicted with whether or not i’ll ever be able to truly do what i want with it, and what’s actually in the realm of possibilities.
it’s hard grappling with the fact that classes are so expensive, and that i’ll never be as mobile in my hips or as flexible in general as is needed for professional dance. i beat myself up a lot over it. i’ve injured myself because i pushed too hard. my middle splits will never exist, i’ll never be able to straddle properly or do center leaps or various tilts, and only if i’m lucky will i actually get my right and left splits.
it’s hard watching talented dancers and feeling so connected yet so distant. i can only hope that in working hard i can improve on my own and bring joy to others. I want to look effortless when i dance, to float, to make it look easy. i keep telling myself i still have time. maybe one day i’ll get there. either way, one day i’ll make a difference in someone’s life over it. that’s all i really hope for.
“If a person can’t get out of bed, something is making them exhausted. If a student isn’t writing papers, there’s some aspect of the assignment that they can’t do without help. If an employee misses deadlines constantly, something is making organization and deadline-meeting difficult. Even if a person is actively choosing to self-sabotage, there’s a reason for it — some fear they’re working through, some need not being met, a lack of self-esteem being expressed. People do not choose to fail or disappoint. No one wants to feel incapable, apathetic, or ineffective. If you look at a person’s action (or inaction) and see only laziness, you are missing key details. There is always an explanation. There are always barriers. Just because you can’t see them, or don’t view them as legitimate, doesn’t mean they’re not there. Look harder. Maybe you weren’t always able to look at human behavior this way. That’s okay. Now you are. Give it a try.”—
— “Laziness Does Not Exist” by E Price on Medium
(And a footnote I didn’t see explicitly covered in the article: laziness still doesn’t exist when it is you yourself making no progress and not knowing why. You deserve that respect and consideration, too, even from yourself.)
my lips are rated g for girls
Stop wasting your time with individuals who aren’t really all about you. Stop trying to force connections that aren’t all there, or telling yourself that maybe the reason love isn’t happening for you is because your expectations are too high. It’s not unrealistic to desire a partner that is attentive to your needs and wants, and who puts in the effort to not only get to know you, but keep you happy and feeling secure. Don’t compromise the things you value in a relationship for people who keep missing the mark. Your time could be much better spent. Some day someone is going to walk into your life and make you realize just why you should never settle, and they will be so bold and clear with their love that you’ll never have to think twice.
i fuckinng hate my cogsci prof, giving me a b- and therefore kicking me off the deans list for the spring term
Question: Is the whole ‘stargazing and watching a movie in the back of a pickup truck’ every lesbian’s dream date?
im fond of picnic dates and love letters and well… thats just the truth
happy pride gals!!! 💕