tsubu

Nobody teaches you the difference between cooking for yourself and cooking for someone else. You figure it out the first time when you wipe a plate's rim clean in a way you never bothered to do yourself. When you eat alone, you are the only variable: the food either works or it doesn’t, and you adjust accordingly. It’s efficient and can also be a little sad. But cooking for someone else is rarely efficient. It’s an hour long argument you are making on their behalf without asking their permission, it’s found in the prep you started yesterday, the 3rd attempt of the sauce because the 2nd was close but close is not the same as right, it’s found in the burn on your forearm you didn’t notice until you sit down and there is a particular kind of trust in accepting a meal someone made for you. You're eating their attention, their decisions, the version of you they were thinking about in a kitchen you weren’t in. So when asked which is more satisfying, eating a good meal or cooking for someone you really care about, I think it’s the wrong question. Eating is the gift, and some things can only be said with a plate sat down in front of someone, asking nothing back

And every time I've held a rose, it seems I only felt the thorns.

A mosquito that sucks blood from the testicles receives the softest slap

I have survived de week en i will survive de volgende week!

I don't procrastinate. I simply wait until panic improves my focus. It's a highly refined strategy I've been perfecting for years.

Miren un capacitor, todo chiquito, todo infladito 💥

New leftist hobby stack just dropped:
Cybersecurity, FPV drones, Trauma First Aid, HAM Radio, Pentesting, Chemirtry, Martial Arts, Videography, Weightlifting, Marksmanship.

Instead of folding my cloth, i opened the window and watched everyone get home from work

:3 -- This cat's name is :(){:|:&};: you should type his name on your linux's terminal

Oh I'd wrap my car around a tree to prove
That I am driging under the influence - of you.

Euch gehören die Uhren
Doch uns gehört die Zeit

If you do not pull the lever, one person will be crushed to death instantly. If you do pull the lever, the trolley will divert onto a thousand-kilometer stretch of track with out person tied down at the end of it. If as the trolley rolls down this thousand-kilometer track, a crew systematically switches out every piece of the original trolley with a replacement part, did the trolley which you diverted kill the man?

You can't say I gave up without saying I gay, so ...

You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, ‘Look at that, you son of a bitch.

Mathematics is the art of giving the same name to different things.

For each photon received from the sun 20 are emitted (from earth).