Shoutout to whoever it was who informed me a few weeks ago that some types of Zofran have stevia in them because I got to tell my doctor about it today, and he literally made this face behind his mask because he had no idea, and he is also stevia intolerant:

YOU hate JK Rowling!

the “purpose” of the trolley problem isn’t to artificially manufacture a way to save everybody. The question it asks is whether it’s morally better to commit an intentional act of violence that harms fewer people or to not intentionally commit harm even if the result is to cause more harm than the intentional act. Furthermore, the crucial element is that you don’t have time to do anything besides nothing or the very simple act of switching the tracks. It is not a commentary on solving a broken system or a creative writing exercise. All trying to “fix” the trolley problem does is highlight your discomfort with difficult questions and scenarios.

I'm so angry I could piss glue

if anyone finds out when this permanent feeling of fear goes away please let me know

I hate hate hate hate how dog friendly everything is in the city now. Barring medical necessity, there is no reason to bring your dog to a restaurant, there is no reason to bring your dog to the grocery store, there is no reason to bring your dog to the nail salon. Dogs do not need to go everywhere you go why am I being forced to be around dogs all the time

you need to get it out of your mind that psychosomatic illness is just “making up symptoms” when it’s actually much more like your body is being actively poisoned by chemicals released from your brain

Have you REALLY lost your scissors if you aren't walking around making scissor motions with your fingers in an attempt to lure them back out?

hm not me suddenly caring about the star wars oc i made up when i was six years old when i don’t even care about star wars

Lmao at this lesbian cable worker who said this right in front of Dick Cheney when fixing his internet. What a hero.

BUDDY you're a BOY you're a BIG BIG BOY you're a BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BOY you got mud on your face you BIG BIG BOY kicking your can all over the place singing WEE wee WEE wee WEE wee WEE wee

this guy suuuucksss he can't catch anythingggg

my mom, dead in the middle of a conversation, slams on the breaks in the middle of a country road so she can pull over and take a picture of all these cows running for cover from the rain and adsfkjlfkdjg and thi dskfjfgj