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❌ outdated
❌ boring
❌ ignorable
"a new hand touches the beacon! listen! hear me and obey!"
✅ inclusive
✅ succinct
✅ captivating
❌ outdated
❌ boring
❌ ignorable
"a new hand touches the beacon! listen! hear me and obey!"
✅ inclusive
✅ succinct
✅ captivating
Those are allegations a group of school districts is making against the social media giants, according to a newly unsealed legal filing that quotes the companies’ own internal documents. https://cnn.it/3Xjq5x5
Just this 12' long razor-toothed archosaur, sitting there going "stay calm, Clarence, you survived the asteroid, you can do this."
Just this 12' long razor-toothed archosaur, sitting there going "stay calm, Clarence, you survived the asteroid, you can do this."
And her acceptance speech about queer joy was a love letter to @aliona.bsky.social 🥹🌈
And her acceptance speech about queer joy was a love letter to @aliona.bsky.social 🥹🌈
I had a creative writing teacher in high school who once said "discard nothing"
maybe a piece doesn't work in its current form, but there are likely still good ideas, characters, or devices in there for use elsewhere. save your flops!
I had a Geology prof who always said “have strong opinions, loosely held”
Be passionate, assess alternatives with conviction, take sides. But don’t fall so in love with your opinions that you can’t change them with better data.
I had a creative writing teacher in high school who once said "discard nothing"
maybe a piece doesn't work in its current form, but there are likely still good ideas, characters, or devices in there for use elsewhere. save your flops!
listen kid, i remember when websites were hosted in comp towers bought from craigslist and stored in literally closets with someone's grandma's desk fan pointed at it, but it was maintained by someone who gave a shit
listen kid, i remember when websites were hosted in comp towers bought from craigslist and stored in literally closets with someone's grandma's desk fan pointed at it, but it was maintained by someone who gave a shit
JUDAS: I don't think you're supposed to tell us it's grapes. I think you just let us feel it--
JESUS: Shut up dude. Now this cold spaghetti... is my guts
JUDAS: I don't think you're supposed to tell us it's grapes. I think you just let us feel it--
JESUS: Shut up dude. Now this cold spaghetti... is my guts