Because mood. It's so tiring.
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People so staunch and true, they're fixated,
Shining with self-regard like polished stones.
And their whole life spent admiring themselves
For their own long-suffering.
Licking their wounds
And flashing them around like decorations.
I hate it, I always hated it, and I am
A part of it myself.
and I don't get why everyone's so in love with Figma either
It's a weird thing, I can't make large purchases without it actually making me feel ill. I want to enjoy and be excited I'm getting a computer today but I actually feel nauseous. It's always the same.
I do not enjoy buying myself what I see are frivolities (even if they aren't)
I put it down to financial instability when I was growing up.
Shit sticks with you.
@singlemaltgirl @ToruOkada I tend to revert to this poem when asked that;
Smoke-signals are loud-mouthed compared with us:
Manoeuvrings to find out name and school,
Subtle discrimination by addresses
With hardly an exception to the rule
That Norman, Ken and Sidney signalled Prod
And Seamus (Call me Sean) was sure-fired Pape.
O land of password, handgrip, wink and nod,
Of open minds as open as a trap,
https://allpoetry.com/poem/11014161-from-Whatever-You-Say-Say-Nothing-by-Seamus-Heaney
@singlemaltgirl one thing I'd say was the PEACE tranche of funding from the EU did wonders for here post conflict, funding outreach programmes, infrastructure. That really made a difference.
Then fuckin Brexit.
@EllyOnTheGo are we starting pizza wars again?
Iβm all in for pineapple
@singlemaltgirl nail on head. I cringe anytime I read words βwe are the greatestβ
@ecksmc he has the West by the balls now and he knows it.
@Horrrflmlvr too many wonβt.
@TheNewsOwl every day, this is every day π
Web working dad.
The North part of Ireland.
Walk on air against your better judgement.
Seamus Heaney