suffering is unique to each person. In depth and magnitude.
Today I honor the people who work 8 hour +++ shifts on assembly lines all over the world. Those who go unrecognized twisting the caps unto toothpaste tubes, burning the beaks off baby chicks, all day, all month, all year. They work in shit conditions for shit wages, for people to waste all the commodities they make. They have no say in the corporations they work for, and most of them can’t even afford the products they make.
Could you do the same thing for 8 hours straight everyday a year? I’d go crazy. Yet there are millions of people who endure that for minimum wage. Do we know their stories?

(this picture isn’t mine. I dont know who owns it. please educate me)
Nope. But we do know what gender Kim Kardashian’s baby is. beautiful. *applause for the human race*
Silver Lining’s Playbook
Throughout the whole movie, Bradley Cooper and Jennifer Lawrence (gorgeous as she is) play characters with serious issues. Their characters are convincing as dysfunctional, erratic, and struggling personas. they seemed to have some HEAVY ISSUES to overcome. I was about to be won over until the ending came. [SPOILER] Bradley Cooper makes a lovely speech and suddenly everything is fine again. Hold on, I thought he was crazy - nope, just in love. (what?) Disorders are serious and dont just go away in a week or so. So love is supposed to fix everything in the end, and suddenly the guy raging in the beginning doesn’t seem as crazy anymore? so what fixed him? was it the pills or the romance?
I found this pretty overrated, with an unbalanced narrative.

