one of the things i love about ebenezer scrooge, and a christmas carol in general, is that, unlike most fictional rich people, scrooge doesn’t allow himself the luxuries that he denies to others.
like. he is enormously wealthy, but does he spend his money on good food and nice things and indulgences? no. he keeps his house dark because it’s cheaper to not light things, he eats gruel, he barely even makes a big enough fire to heat himself, let alone the room. he scrimps and pinches pennies everywhere he can - including in areas that other people would consider “necessities” rather than “luxuries.”
the story of a christmas carol is as much about ebenezer scrooge coming to realize that his misanthropy and miserliness is making himself as miserable as it’s making everyone around him, and learning to once again take joy in living in a way he hasn’t allowed himself since he was a boy.
it’s genuinely cruel to ebenezer scrooge to compare him to assholes like elon musk and jeff bezos.
for all that he is a terrible, terrible person, at least scrooge isn’t a damn hypocrite.
If we really want to fight against this puritanical culture that seems to be hell-bent on running sex workers off the internet and banning pornography wherever they can find it, you have a moral duty to post hole on main. Doesn’t have to be your own hole but you got to post it.
New copypasta just dropped
Same guy
Reblog hole to destroy bloodlines and oppress Christians
I think some of the big relationships that we can have in life don’t necessarily mean that they have to last a lifetime, but that doesn’t make them any less significant. - Andrew Scott
The engrained feminine response to external disapproval is something I won’t be able to shake for a long time and I know it. To this day when I realize I have made a mistake or let someone down in any capacity I am instantly overcome with the need to move, to bend, to shift, to make whatever space I think they need to show it was just a fluke, look at all I’ll do now to overcompensate, look at all the ways I can be competent, watch me stitch it back together twofold in half the time, I’ll be ashamed, I’ll be ashamed, I know better I promise I do, watch me reject myself for you, I can fix it for you, just please don’t think I’m any less whole for it. Please don’t stop recognizing the bare bones of my existence. Anything but that. I’ll die if it’s that
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