Every fandom is awful. You have a bunch of people from across the world gathered in one place. Find that one place in fandom that isn’t so bad, with people who make you smile, and you’ll be fine. Let the haters hate.
“money can’t buy happiness” is such a baby boomer concept like…. I don’t want excessive wealth to buy a golf plated toilet seat Karen, I just wish I wasn’t crying because I can’t afford both spaghetti and rent after working 40 hours a week
Out of all the problems I have, just one, ONE*, can’t be solved by having more money.
I think the “money doesn’t buy happiness” comes from people in the 50’s/60’s achieving financial stability and *still* being unhappy with their lives, trapped in an unhappy marriage with a boring steady job and with kids you can’t connect with because you never bothered to get to know them.
For my generation, money could buy the financial stability we sorely lack, the peace of mind of having enough to survive without having to depend on someone else.
Having more money could easily solve most of our problems and, if not bringing in happiness, at least contentment.
Id be happy if i had enoguh money to do stuff like buy a 2 bedroom apartment and be able or enough to go see my girlfriend or to start transitioning. money could easily solve most of my problems
Instead of rallying for life why don’t they rally against student loans because that’s why millennials aren’t having kids
rally for higher wages and more jobs so we could afford to feed our hypothetical children
“lefty corporations”
Rally for Vaccinations because great-grandmother’s 12 kids, 9 died before 4 years old from disease.
My grandmother (born 1890′s in back woods Texas) used to talk about her sibs that were named this or that because of what they did (i.e. great aunt Dovie was named that because she cooed like a dove). I asked her why they weren’t named when they were born. She said they were just called Baby until the next baby came along (at about year old) “because there ain’t no point on wasting a name on a baby that wasn’t going to stay”.
Her mother had 18 babies, and 3 didn’t “stay” long enough to get names. Another 3 didn’t make it to adulthood. After the first dozen or so it took longer and longer to recover from each pregnancy/birth. She was bedridden a year after the 16th and bedridden permanently after the 18th.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
