Black German Shepherds are so cool! Normal German Shepherds have always struck me as untrustworthy and hard to read. Their muddy pattern makes their facial features difficult to distinguish and gives their face an uncanny shape. Not so with black German Shepherds. Especially working line ones like Lupa. They just look like dogs. Cool dogs!

Groom starts with side glance and whining

Lupa accepts that it's over and she's getting bath

Here's a good portrait. They actually just look like thin labs without that weird coloring

Lupa farted while being towel dried

Drying

All done!

Sometimes I wonder how we are not all walking around in a state of pure unquellable panic. I am, and you are, but why aren't they? Have they truly numbed themselves to the gravity of the situation?

You walk around alienated, existing on this world but not in it, perpetually dissatisfied. Perhaps at one point you lived in this world, but you can't be sure, and it is irrelevant. Nothing is fulfilling. You spend all day hiking to the top of a mountain to see the sunset. You arrive at the summit on the brink of dawn, just as the orange glow begins to flirt with the blue sky.

Despite it's undeniable beauty, you watch this sunset rise and fall and are left with a feeling of emptiness. You yearn to experience the sunset with an intensity that is impossible to achieve just by looking at it. You need to possess the essence of the sunset and won't be satisfied until you do, and as such you will never be satisfied.

Even s*x, if you are one of us lucky enough to expirience it, doesn't grant you this intensity you are searching for. During it you don the red eyes of an ape, drunk with lust and desire, yet just as the ape's desires are about to be fulfilled, the human returns, disgusted by the apes appetite, and with an uncomfortable sense of dissatisfaction. You finished, but you have not arrived anywhere.

Sometimes it feels like the only thing that will satisfy this insatiable lust would be ripping your partner apart, but we know that too would fall just short.

This sense of dissatisfaction permeates everything you do. You yearn for intensity of experience but you never arrive at it, you feel disunity between your mind and your body. You may for a brief moment, maybe only a few times in your life, experience immediacy and satisfaction, but as soon as you grasp onto it it slips away. You chase these moments to no avail.

But you will soon find, if you haven't already, that behind this dissatisfaction is something more sinister.

It has been called a sense of unreality, and this is the term we will use. More medically minded people might call it depersonalization, and it is colloquially referred to as an existential crisis, but to me these terms fall short and convolute the raw terror of our conviction.

Everyone has experienced this, as far as I can tell, but only we cannot escape from it.

Everyone arrives at this unreality slightly differently, for some of us it is gradual and for some of us it happens suddenly, for some of us it lingers and grows. But once a man has seen it, the world can never be an understandable place.

You wake up from a restless sleep and in your brief delusion you may forget about your obsession, but it soon hits you. You look at your skin, and if you are unwise you might look at yourself in the mirror. You are filled with unease and grow tense. You know you are human, but something separates you from reality.

Some of us stop here, laying in dark rooms all day, torturing ourselves with thoughts of somethingness and nothingness. But most of us don't have this awful luxury. We have to brush this away, and reality becomes a screen that we watch and interact with, but never break through.

We can maintain this facade with a detached persistence, but it is fragile, and all it takes is the simplest reminder to throw us back into doomed unreality. Maybe you realized how insane it is that we drive cars, chunks of earth shapen and propelled by dead animals and plants, or you see a man walking alone and our reminded of our inevitable fate.

We see too deep and too much, and what we see is chaos.

This phenomenon is not unique to our generation; we have many friends throughout history. Edgar Allen Poe was one of us, read this line from his short story Berenice

"Yet differently we grew --I ill of health, and buried in gloom --she agile, graceful, and overflowing with energy; hers the ramble on the hill-side --mine the studies of the cloister --I living within my own heart, and addicted body and soul to the most intense and painful meditation --she roaming carelessly through life with no thought of the shadows in her path, or the silent flight of the raven-winged hours."

The poet John Keats was one of us, writing that "I feel as if I had died and am now living a posthumous existence"

(These are just two examples among countless, but these will do for now )

But there is something unique about our position. While the world is fundamentally absurd, and always has been, it has taken on a new character since the turn of the century.

We are growing symbiotic with machines, our entire worldviews shaped and funneled through a small sheet of illuminated glass we keep in our pockets. We are lab rats, the first generation to grow up being r*ped by information from the internet. We can connect to anywhere in the world instantly, bearing witness with tragedy and absurdity in a way impossible to anyone ever before. This shrunk into our hands and we walk around with external harddrives for our brains, at any quiet moment eagerly and mindlessly shoving these illuminated pieces of glass into our faces, distracting ourselves from what was happening.

But we have woken up. We know that the world is a cruel, sick, and meaningless place. The one pure constant throughout history for people like us is what we are now hopelessly destroying- nature. Even if we could ascend all of our anxieties and attempt to lead a meaningful life, what would the point be if we are faced with inevitable collapse.

We cannot live in the comfortable, optimistic world of the boomers, accepting what we see and touch as reality. For the boomers, the world is a fundamentally orderly place, spar the occasional disturbance which their preoccupation with the present allows them to ignore. For us, the world is not rational, and not orderly. This shit is fricked up.

So where do we go from here? We could resign to the inevitable collapse of civilization, laying in our beds until we suffer from nervous diseases and wither away, while boomers drink martinis in their penthouses and go to nightclubs.

Or we can spit in the face of their hopeless optimism and take control of our world, dancing on the ashes of an unknown fate.

If you choose the first option, your life stops here. Try to numb yourself well and continue to distract yourself with anything possible until the end. I wish you the best of luck.

But if you want to fight against the absurdity of the modern condition, I have an antidote. We have to establish a unique cultural identity beyond resignation. We don't have to lie about our inevitable fate in order to oppose it. We need to make our own art, write our own books, film our own movies. The message of these doesn't matter so long as they are made. Do anything to disrupt the perceived normalcy of the world, make people think about what they are doing.

I have only brushed the surface of my thoughts on this stuff, but I needed to get them out. If you read through it connect w me, even if you're just telling me I'm a loony.

bottom text - Lil B

Thread full of people with downmarsey trauma and moppings for transphobia or saying it looks tacky.

You look fantastic, and congrats on escaping the binary! Well done all around!

I don't know why this got downmarseyd. I meant this from the heart, but that doesn't mean it was received well. If I've worded things in a way that was hurtful, I'm happy to adjust my language and perspective.

Rad!

Why did I get downmarseyd?

Edit 2: I don't think people know what the word "rad" means and that makes me sad

AMAZING!! And you wear it so well! I hope this is one of the most wonderful and memorable events of your life 🥰

Edit: if I accidentally said something offensive, can someone let me know? I was really surprised to see how aggressively downmarseyd this comment was so I'm thinking I may have a blind spot and said something stupid. If so, I'm sorry and please let me know.

[jannied]

Yeah what's up with that? This is this person's wedding attire, it looks great on them, are people mad bc it doesn't look like every other generic white wedding dress ever?

I'm guessing this is it 100%. And presumably since they chose this outfit, this isn't going to look like most "generic" weddings either. Presumably the jump suit fits the style of the wedding. My friend married his partner on Halloween and they had wedding outfits and reception outfits. The wedding outfits were really sharp suits, but they wore costumes to the reception and the reception was a vibe. There were drag queens and glitter and glow sticks everywhere. Their attire fit perfectly with the mood for their party. I'd guess that's the case here- this wedding isn't going to he your traditional church wedding and formal reception, it's going to be it's own scene, and in that case this jumpsuit is a showstopper

Elvis would be proud of you.

i feel like i cant even say it doesnt look good

Then why wouldn't it be "our" Jumpsuit?

what?

[jannied]

they them pronouns don't necessarily only imply plurality. the pronouns can also be used to refer to some who doesn't use she or he pronouns. it would still be correct to say my instead of our because they're only one person.

[jannied]

Maybe because people like you misgender them?

But the post is about a dress and not the person wearing it. I wouldn't look at this pic and say "(pronoun) looks great in this dress!" I'd say YOU.

But I digress.

I can see that as it's something I would say too. But there are people out there who aren't supportive and OP was just stating their preferences. Obviously needed since the person I replied to used the wrong pronouns despite relying to a comment about pronouns and them being in the title.

AMAZING!!!! As an NB person I am in awe of this wedding outfit!! Gender euphoria for the win!! Congratulations!!!

literally laughed out loud when i saw this pic lmao

!robloxians

/u/Lamp-of-cheese looked disgusting in his white shirt, nipples protruding, before /r/lesbianfashionadvice. Very very disrespectful!

!poll_voters !male feminists

Giga - 18 votes

- 24 votes

- 12 votes

The younger brother told investigators that he would see the teacher and his brother "exiting the 1st-floor bathroom together, both wearing towels and wet."

The sister told detectives that the children would sleep in a shared room on the second floor but frequently noticed her brother would not be in his bed the next morning and would instead be sleeping in Caron's bed with her – the victims' younger brother, who was eight years old when he started living with the teacher, also said the same in a statement to law enforcement two days later.

One night while the younger brother was supposed to be sleeping, he told police he witnessed Caron, then 26, molest his brother, 11, while they were on a reclining chair watching a movie with a blanket over them.

In 2019, following the birth of the child, the victim began permanently sleeping in Caron's room and started to keep clothes in her dresser, according to the younger brother to police.

According to the criminal complaint, the crimes were first raised to police following a darning Facebook post by the victims' father who called out the uncanny resemblance of Caron's son to his son on December 12, 2024.

https://voidnotvoid.straw.page/ zrladygardenlo aka zrcalo is a furry groomer and proshitter this is his strawpage

https://old.reddit.com/r/MTFSelfies/comments/1e4401e/i_know_im_thicc_but_do_i_at_least_look_good_wo/

separately, i could see each piece being a part of a nice outfit. together, they make absolutely no sense and not in a good way.

not a great fit, imo.

even the "lesbians" are roasting him lol

This is very expressive little dog!

Prancing in

Stops. Ears forward!

Ears back again. Sus about this situation

Water turns on, hair stands up! Now vibrating

Too much water! Goes dobby the elf mode Crying

Stop

Rest of drying had to be done in a hug

Very Fluffy and Clean! I didn't notice the eyeliner before!

Ears forwards again! She's done and happy!

Vicious hunter spots her prey

!animalposters

I think the s finally took over with this one. Sub used to be fun because so many s would post there and people would say it wasn't a glow up or whatever. Thread is pretty dramatic if you undelete.