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last year when i posted this people melted down and went out of their way to misinterpret the purpose of this exercise and just say insane racist shit; the goal is to get you to reflect on whether or not you engage with black music and black art and artists, and if you seem to avoid doing so, to ask yourself why that is

if you would like, feel free to share the song/artist in the tags to share recs! always easier to begin or continue diversifying your listening habits with suggestions :)

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karaoke bar where you're forced to sing your top song from spotify wrapped. how well do you perform it?

rb with your most common recurring theme in your nightmares. mine is pregnancy

*Then cover that up and make it look like a grave.

I hate my period so much

It woke me up at 5am after I had stained my gorgeous baby blue linen sheets

And I had 30min of bad pain bur being fully fine to walk so I changed my sheets into red cotton and got my pregnancy body pillow I use for periods ... then I had to go lie on my side with my legs squished up while vomiting/dry heaving while running hot water on my stomach which ment my oxy didn't get to fully absorb .

Then when I could sit up again I was rinsing out my hair and found cigarette buts tangled in from my dad smoking the shower which is going to be a problem I hope they don't clog up out old plumbing.

I stopped vomiting then lay in bed for a until 930 where I was no longer hella nautious so I drank a few maybe 5 standard of white rum eith pinable jucie and some oxxy which fully got rid of the pain so I could walk down the road to get my dads latte and white bread cheese egg sandwich (he got high a few months ago and threw my coffee machine off the balcony and only eat fresh bread due to his teeth [he has dentures that he can wear as of last week but they make him gag) or if I make it Japanese milk bread but I only do that once a month cause it's labour intensive) and my job is his primary career and he is hella underweight like 40kg (90 pounds) at 6 foot its fucked. Anyway I sat down in the alcohol freezer while they finished up but I had to leave to go dry heave above the garbage bin ... which sucked cause it's connected to a metal pole that's stops the lid from flipping all the way open so I had to but my head under the lid... and like all the people that work there know me (like I walk in and they ask if I've already ordered my dads sandwich). But the man in front of me brought me a lindt chocolate bar which is great cause im running low on the food pantry ones I normally use and like they don't seem plain caramel and dark chocolate in Australia anymore only sated caramel milk chocolate which is disgusting.

But I was literally crying and then when I got back my dad had nicked.over his side table and smashed a ton of my mugs and gold philosophy glasses trying to get his leg into bed ( he passed of the balcony friday morning and then feel over and maybe broke his hand but he won't see a doctor so I helped him get back into bed but I physically can't clean up all the smashed stuff like I did some with a broom but then I got dizzy and had to go before I feel into the glass myself.

At least his bed pan didn't get knocked over.

I wish I got my period next week when my dads shower chair arrives but alas.

It's a bad one but not a heinous one like im not crawling or wheelchair bound yet and there had been no migrant or diahera but im still passed. Like since june I have had 3 periods that have all been good 2 we're less than a week and the other one was 3 weeks with only 1 day of vomiting and fainting. I'm just worried this one is going to get all the shit I missed out from June. The only good thing is when I'm in the shower I can leave the shower head on my stomach cause the water droplets on the rest of my body cool me down in this 33° weather.

RANT OVER

This post of theirs explains in easy step by step instructions how you can sort your data even if you know nothing about code you can copy paste a ton of different promptsm

In case you were wondering why Spotify Wrapped sucks balls this year, and more importantly doesn't have any genre data:

Can you hear the sound of bells? That's because they're clowns. 🤡 🛎

fuck the order of songs on ur spotify wrapped, i wanna know what the oldest song (by release date) is in your top 100.

Everyone please tell me have you seen one of your top artists live this year

What is the first song on your Spotify Wrapped that has a type of animal in the title? What is the first song that has someone's name in the title?

what’s the first song on ur wrapped playlist that starts with the first letter of ur name

blunt rotation with the artists of songs #4 and 20 on your Spotify Wrapped ready go

Queen Bilquis in 2x01

before wrapped 2024 drops, put in the tags your top songs for 2020, 2021, 2022 and 2023!

HF: IN YOUR OWN WORDS WHO IS TRIXIE MATTEL

i saw rocky horror when i was like 17 and it was about that sort of... Achieving power in a room by disrupting gender. At the time it was like a dog whistle to me.

i was like "I hear something that I don't think anybody else around me is hearing when I watch this."

And that made me think of the character[Trixie Mattel].Growing up poor in the country, my family's all Native American. The women in my life were all brown women who were like living below poverty.I guess to me, Trixie was invented to be my critique on Americanized Caucasian capitalism. She was ment to be this big boobs, tiny waist, blonde hair, blue eyes, tan, super long fingernails, stupid, rich, like kind of the worst qualities of an Americanized beauty standard.But I guess because it's attached to me,

what I liked exploring is that my real self was basically the opposit of everything of Trixie. And so the character to me was like the most fabricated version of myself I could think of .... like almost a game of opposities, right? I think of her as this little sixties, California by way of Wisconsin, beach bunny who, the way I try to do the character is that she doesn'treally know she's doing comedy. I like the idea that TRixie, like, thinks she's the best. She's not. I like that Trixie's like a B minus humanitarian, but she sees herself as Miss America.

I kind of think of her as the worst qualities of a person, but like hopefully assembled in like an endearing way. She's rude and she critiques capitalism while very transparently participating in it. In a lot of ways, she's my vericle to poke the bear of Americaniazed success and what it's perceived to be.

But I think what I actually aspire to feel now is being present in the moment and grateful on a very like cellular level of like. "Tonight's show will never happen again. All these people are here to see me. All these people have 40 hour a week jobs and they're spending money to puton a whole outfit and come just be with you in a world that you created - Your little traveling Disneyy World" And I mean, when you say it like that, it's completely cray to not be grateful. While you're in it all the time, it's really hard to feel it. It's hard to feel it always

HF: ARE YOU STILL WRITING A LOT?

TM: Oh yeah, during my sabbatical, I just had my little Gibson Dove. I was living in Kentucky during my sabbatical, and I played my guitar every day. Once a day, i would get an idea for a song. i would sit down, turn on my little microphone and play it through. I was burning out a song a day for a while. it was so free, so fluid.

I mean, I had such a difficult couple years, I feltlike I lost everything. I like had made more money than I'd ever made, and I had more success than I'd ever had. And all these TV shows on the air and stuff and my albums coming out and tours selling out all over the world. And I was more unhappy than I've ever been in my life. So suddenly my measures for success were like, so pointless. It really paved the way for me to sit down with my guitar and make music the way I did when I was like a teenager, there was no stakes. It doesn't matter. And then I was writting the best music I think I've ever been writing

the best trixie interview i’ve ever read

Humour me?

It’s that time of year. Reblog with how many you’ve heard of.

cannot stand people who get up on their high horse about celebrating the deaths of awful people. "they had people who loved them how do you think they'd feel if they knew you were making jokes!" well those people had bad taste and also they can't hear me. it's literally fine to hear that someone shitty died and think 'nice'. "don't speak ill of the dead" how about don't be a cunt and maybe people will have nicer things to say about you when you cark it

Did she turn that doll to flesh or kidnap a babe?

The sanitised lie of OCD representation by @rowanellis is great

i genuinely think ocd is incredibly underdiagnosed bc i will see people posting what are obvious rituals, compulsions, intrusive thoughts, spiralling, hyper morality, etc and its like Have You Considered This Might Be An Issue

Christine, I want to take you to a... GAYBAR

First off, click here.

The wheel just assigned you one of the Worldwide Box Office Winners from the past 35 years. (No 2024 because we don't know that winner, yet.)

I’m curious, given the length of time I’ve had my own online moniker:

Please reblog for sample size!