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Friends Forever

I had a small bear named Beary (not pictured). He had a little bib and a tongue that stuck out. I’m not sure what happened to him, but I imagine he needed to see the world just as I did. We both know we’re never truly be apart. That said, I had a ton of stuffed friends and I’ve never liked hierarchy. All my stuffed pals had their part to play in my life and I’m grateful to each of them.

@zenlikeme

Mar 2, 2025

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breyer horses

it was these and littlest pet shop, webkinz, and stuffed animals. When I was a kid we went to circus circus in Reno and I came home with 4 trash bags full of stuffed animals I won. I kept all my stuffed animals underneath my bed and I shoved so many under there at one point they were pushing up my mattress (breyer horse collection pictured is my coworkers, I don’t have any of my old Breyer horses or webkinz or littlest pet shop 😔🤘🏻)

@bile

May 13, 2024

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Having a stuffed animal collection as a 29 yr old man

They make me feel safe and are my friends ok? Tell me you could just walk past this guy at CVS and not save him… couldn’t be me. He joins the others

@enacyllig

Mar 2, 2024

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Never changing

My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌

@taterhole

Feb 23, 2025

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Finally Quitting the job that you hate

Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ✅💅

@taterhole

Feb 27, 2025

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Rejecting the Commodification of the Self

I’ve been thinking about how much of social media is centered around curating our self-image. When selfies first became popular, they were dismissed as vain and vapid—a critique often rooted in misogyny—but now, the way we craft our online selves feels more like creating monuments. We try to signal our individuality, hoping to be seen and understood, but ironically, I think this widens the gap between how others perceive us and who we really are. Instead of fostering connection, it can invite projection and misinterpretation—preconceived notions, prefab labels, and stereotypes. Worse, individuality has become branded and commodified, reducing our identities to products for others to consume. On most platforms, validation often comes from how well you can curate and present your image—selfies, aesthetic branding, and lifestyle content tend to dominate. High engagement is tied to visibility, not necessarily depth or substance. But I think spaces like PI.FYI show that there’s another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. It’s refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics. By sharing so few images of myself, I’ve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentional—something that contributes to the story I want to tell rather than defining it. Sharing less allows me to express who I am beyond appearance. For women, especially, sharing less can be a radical act in a world where the default is to objectify ourselves. It resists the pressure to center appearance, focusing instead on what truly matters: our thoughts, voices, and authenticity. I’ve posted a handful of pictures of myself in 2,500 posts because I care more about showing who I am than how I look. In trying to be seen, are we making it harder for others to truly know us? It’s a question worth considering.

@taterhole

Dec 27, 2024

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