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important life tip
Oct. 12th, 2024 09:17 pmif the only tissue boxes on the shelves at the store are ugly or boring, you don't actually have to like. put up with that. you can just buy some in the same kind of box as the one you already have at home, pop both boxes open with a butter knife, transplant the tissues to the pretty box, and seal it with some school glue or something. the arrangement of tissues inside the box isn't rocket science. you just grab the stack and move it from one box to another.
no one can stop you from doing this. not even god.
you do not have to let go of the cute flower pattern in favor of some kind of horrid sludge-colored abstract painting of depression, nor do you have to commit to the tyrrany of a decorative tissue box cover that will never change. "aw but that's silly, that shouldn't matter to me, it's just a tissue box" this tiny joy is free and i DEMAND THAT YOU SHAMELESSLY GRASP IT.
for real though, not to like, spin this silliness out into something Way Too Deep but: just kidding, i'm about to do that because this is my blog and that's what blogs are for and also i did not sleep very well. anyway, i think a lot about the way that i Take Aesthetic Control Over Things, viciously, constantly. i have very little control over my life. i'm disabled, i'm poor, i live in a country run by people that would really rather i just die. i don't get to choose where i live or what i wear or what i eat as freely as i'd be able to if i had more income and a working body.
so i go out of my way to do these little things. to subvert the ugliness of 90% of tissue box designs (WHO IS DESIGNING THESE? DO THEY NEED HELP? SO MANY OF THEM ARE SO ABJECTLY DEPRESSING). to buy the pastel-colored thing whenever i can. to plaster everything in stickers and washi tape and cheap-ass aliexpress fairy lights. to hide the ugly sickly orange prescription bottles (once again: why-- nevermind i googled it, it's to filter out UV light so it won't mess with the meds. okay at least that's purposefully ugly) in pretty paperboard boxes i got at Ross Dress For Less on a complete whim because i am that bitch who cannot go home from the store without a pretty box.
if things cannot be easy then god damn it, they will be pretty
no one can stop you from doing this. not even god.
you do not have to let go of the cute flower pattern in favor of some kind of horrid sludge-colored abstract painting of depression, nor do you have to commit to the tyrrany of a decorative tissue box cover that will never change. "aw but that's silly, that shouldn't matter to me, it's just a tissue box" this tiny joy is free and i DEMAND THAT YOU SHAMELESSLY GRASP IT.
for real though, not to like, spin this silliness out into something Way Too Deep but: just kidding, i'm about to do that because this is my blog and that's what blogs are for and also i did not sleep very well. anyway, i think a lot about the way that i Take Aesthetic Control Over Things, viciously, constantly. i have very little control over my life. i'm disabled, i'm poor, i live in a country run by people that would really rather i just die. i don't get to choose where i live or what i wear or what i eat as freely as i'd be able to if i had more income and a working body.
so i go out of my way to do these little things. to subvert the ugliness of 90% of tissue box designs (WHO IS DESIGNING THESE? DO THEY NEED HELP? SO MANY OF THEM ARE SO ABJECTLY DEPRESSING). to buy the pastel-colored thing whenever i can. to plaster everything in stickers and washi tape and cheap-ass aliexpress fairy lights. to hide the ugly sickly orange prescription bottles (once again: why-- nevermind i googled it, it's to filter out UV light so it won't mess with the meds. okay at least that's purposefully ugly) in pretty paperboard boxes i got at Ross Dress For Less on a complete whim because i am that bitch who cannot go home from the store without a pretty box.
if things cannot be easy then god damn it, they will be pretty
