Idk I guess I don't actually mean MEAN, per se. I'm talking about sibling ribbing.

I have a sister, but I'm 11 years younger. Growing up we didn't have that back and forth merciless teasing and fighting because, to use her words, she was 'old enough to know better'. My mom never let us get into fights or say shitty things to each other (specifically 'shut up' and 'stupid' were her biggest no-nos). When my sister moved out I was still little, so after that it felt like being an only child a lot of the time.

Everyone else I know has siblings much closer in age to them. They do the whole call each other horrible names and be incredibly rude but then move on immediately.

I don't have a perfect relationship with my sister, we definitely have our issues. I'm also not trying to say the way I grew up was 'better'. Actually, there have been plent of times when I thought maybe if we fought more that we'd be closer, in a way.

Thoughts?

Made the mistake of being vulnerable and got dropped I hate my life sometimes :(

I see a yearling deer across the yard
Young enough to still be growing into its skin
With the youthful kind of nervousness
Which was taught but not yet practiced.

My instinct is to leave it part of the landscape view, a focal point to draw the eye and put to mind the special holidays when the animals also celebrate Fertility.
But dog(fixed, so she does not observe) is selectively deaf when filled with the joy of pursuit, so deer vaults off with unfamiliar ease, disturbed.
Is it that hunting is totalizing, or is that prerequisite?
What’s on your mind, deer? To alleviate the weight of nerves, do you also practice gratitude? Or will they be passed on as inheritance when you get knocked up way too early in just one more of a lifetime of brief, meaningless encounters?

I feel worry for a deer that I feel nothing for
Somehow I think that there is some greater order
It was as a little boy that I was taught not to bother the busy cows
But it was only later that I came to understand why I shouldn't bother.(I still don't quite get it)

sort of an L post but he spoils me so….

went through a rough breakup with my bf last month so i (26m) downloaded grindr again and have had some nice dates with a wealthy (think tens of millions) yet rather portly 52 year old man- here are some lifestyle habits i’ve noticed:

for one, he doesn’t do any laundry or iron his clothes yet also doesn’t hire a cleaner of any sort- he just donates or simply throws away dirty clothes & orders new ones with overnight delivery off amazon… not to mention he’s got frankly horrible taste in fashion, think of a dc guy wearing patagonia, polyester polos, & leather “dress” sneakers or hokas. last night, after we had sex he doordashed two birria tacos & a large torta at 1:30am & ate all of it in the living room as i laid in bed, my thoughts shrouded in a mix of moderate disgust & post-fuck clarity. also, he’s somewhat of an oaf- he’ll sometimes belch loudly after habitually eating his food too fast (when we’re out in public no less!), fart & snore when we’re in bed, & sneeze without covering his mouth.

ik! i should have more standards & self-respect even being a 🚬 but he spoils me (he bought me some stuff from rick owens & watanabe the other day, among other examples lol) and he’s really sweet & funny, kind of like a fruity john candy… all things considered should i really be with this man any longer?

Also saw otters but they were too fast to take pics of :(

It was her trying on a black jacket and in the caption she complained that she got fat(even though she thankfully isn’t). Someone in the comments wrote that they were glad she doesn’t have a teenage daughter but that’s all I remember.

Please help me I only have 2 months left before summer starts and I still have some pounds to lose </3

Discuss...

weekend solo camping trip

Pics or it didn’t happen

some parts are rlly low quality and its annoying!! oh well

Me and my best friend got married by the beach just before the sunset.

Recently got a cook book where it was sectioned off by seasons and it's nice to just flip to the "spring" section and choose from there, knowing all the ingredients are the in season ones!

posting this in real time as my friends boyfriend is kissing up her arm and moaning like a looney tunes character. on my couch in my apartment that I pay for, eating my food. she came over to “comfort me” and brought him with her without my consent. when I opened my door and saw him standing there, darkening my doorstep with his bad hairline and dopey grin I wanted to scream. I am repulsed by this dude on my best of days. He keeps asking me “what is it like to be best friends with the MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL IN THE WORLD???” Over and over and over again. Boyfriend’s phone is still off. Is this a sign? Should I jump? Does it get better than this?

i think this post might fall into the "Hey chat, I went outside and it felt good, everyone should try that" BS but I also think it goes a bit further in depth and might help a lot of people in here, so I post it with that caveat of this may sound like ~Hello fellow redditors here is some super simple and basic advice~

I think for a bit of time i was totally brained washed and living in the insular first gen east coast tiktok world. i was fervently rubbing 7 kinds of $40 serums on my skin and micro analyzing each interaction, exercising several times a week. at this point in life, i've stopped doing all of that, i am exercising less and finally losing weight, i think social media tells us we need to jack up our protein content and exercise constantly to lose weight, not for my body though! just because it works for an influencer does not mean it will work for me! also the 10 different products were wrecking havoc on my skin and making me break out constantly, my skin is such more clear and youthful without them. i stopped doing my nails and i have so much more time now that i have shaved away the 3 hours i would spend devoted to my appearance- it is VANITY there's a reason it is a sin. my stomach was constantly upset from eating fruits and vegetables with each meal- there's a such thing as too much fiber, you can have too much of a good thing! I deleted instagram (I have not had twitter or tiktok since 2022), I stopped reading the news as much because there is such a thing as being overinformed. if i need to know, God will show me.

We don't need a million hobbies or a million supplements-that is also a form of excess. simplicity might be a key aspect to fulfillment, the ability to look at what's in front of you and engage with the world around you without distraction. We as people cannot make consumerism an idol, we cannot out exercise or out skin care or out protein intake/dietary restriction our way out of gluttony negatively effecting us. I found my own self always grasping at more random skills and hobbies to fill the lack of perhaps one or two solid and meaningful but challenging ones. Who said "find what you love and let it kill you", Bukowski? Yes I think it was him. Anyway, very corny, but I wish I realized this five years ago, which is why I'm sharing it with you all

mid seventies christian psychedelic folk.

Burnt out on my playlist

Yeah I know what you're thinking. A diary or journal isn't a novel concept and is obviously a pretty romanticized one. How many people here have actually kept a *private* journal of their thoughts for a significant amount of time? I have journals from 14-17, and later on 23-27, but I always had a hard time keeping that streak going.

I found one of my old journals today while looking through some old stuff, and looking on the stuff I wrote in high school: there's such jittery brutality in the way I wrote that made me realize just how much I've grown up since then. It made me remember just how deeply I was suffering back then and realize how much of a better place I'm in now. Many things I wrote seem completely alien to me. How did I love **that much**? Was I really so self conscious? More importantly, did I ever really let go of that anger or did it just go somewhere else? Why the hell did I listen to Dream Theater for four years when I never genuinely enjoyed any of their music!!!!??

It got me to thinking just how radical a truly private journal is in our time. You're leaving a record that will (hopefully) never be published for anyone else to see. You have the normal paranoia about it being found: how many tv shows, movies, or books have clues or secrets revealed from a diary? It's truly just a record of your thoughts outside of anyone else's perspective a tool for YOU to realize how much you change in the short time we're here. I think many people handwave how ubiquitous social media and access to every kind of recording available can replace a simple journal. Everything that's posted is curated with conscious and subconscious worry about others reactions. Our legacy will be a library of scrapbooks yet we may lose a record of our deep inner world. Why?

Thai is a close second