"and for our last season... let's do a ragebait campaign and make everyone hate us"
if i had a dick i would love to have a disappointing orgasm in the shower while thinking of something or someone that i felt i should not be thinking about & then stand under the water with my forehead against a wall watching the proof of my guilt & shame go down the drain
The insight I get into the female mind thanks to this website is amazing.
not a female 👍
pause everybody take notes. real trans ally
i CANNOT express how much more lovable my friends are to me at their most annoying. i'd rather hear the same story 3 times than not at all. i'd rather read a 22 message text rant about something totally inconsequential than not hear from you all day. i'd rather you tag me in the stupidest post i've ever seen than not know that it made you think of a conversation we had a month ago. BE ANNOYING AT ME. I LOVE YOU
underappreciated fandom moment: when you read a fic on ao3 and see a lot of familiar names in the kudos. like. the gang’s all here ❤️
audiences have no idea how to be uncomfortable anymore
watch movies that make you uncomfortable read books that make you uncomfortable go to plays that make you uncomfortable watch tv that makes you uncomfortable look at paintings and sculpture and artwork that makes you uncomfortable. it is spiritually and morally and ethically and artistically really really good for you. think about why you are uncomfortable. what biases do you bring to art? what biases does the art bring to you? how do you reconcile this? how does your worldview grow and expand and change? all this and more will be answered and available to you if you just engage with art that does not coddle you and treats you like an intelligent human being that can sit through discomfort
audiences have no idea how to be uncomfortable anymore
watch movies that make you uncomfortable read books that make you uncomfortable go to plays that make you uncomfortable watch tv that makes you uncomfortable look at paintings and sculpture and artwork that makes you uncomfortable. it is spiritually and morally and ethically and artistically really really good for you. think about why you are uncomfortable. what biases do you bring to art? what biases does the art bring to you? how do you reconcile this? how does your worldview grow and expand and change? all this and more will be answered and available to you if you just engage with art that does not coddle you and treats you like an intelligent human being that can sit through discomfort
it is so fucking bleak that the worst thing most people can think to say about diet culture/restriction/glp-1s for weight loss etc. is that they "don't even work." why is your critique of fatphobia still based in a belief that being fat is a problem in need of fixing
if treating your body as something to be punished and denied had a 100% hit rate of making you drop 100 pounds and keep it off it would not make it any less abhorrent to keep promoting it, it would not make it any less cruel to force on fat kids, it would not make it any more worth it. your argument against disordered eating and the culture that mandates it cannot be founded on a belief that it's not an effective enough way to hate the fat body
A Street in Algiers (1880) by John Singer Sargent
please practice being excited about stuff.
yeah, I said "practice". remember how much joy there was in getting a new toy/book/game as a kid, and practice feeling that excitement again. a lot of us had that instinct squashed out of us, and you may not even know that you've internalized the idea that being excited and joyful isn't "mature" or "cool".
fuck that! let yourself experience joy and excitement! part of being an adult is learning that not only should you be able to feel anger/sadness/hard emotions without suppressing them, you have to do that for joy/excitement/wonder too.
let yourself feel unhindered, unbridled excitement!
Do it.
Giggle at crows playing in snow.
Catch snowflakes on your tongue.
Coo over and take a picture of the cool caterpillar or colorful bug you come across.
Stare at the sky and see shapes in the clouds.
Jump in puddles
Those watching may look like they’re sneering but, believe me, they are so jealous of you right now.
people saying “don’t use your full government name for your ao3”, “create different emails for work and personal use” but personally I think it’s both sad and dystopian how capitalism/companies/even schools think they have the rights to cross your personal boundaries and insert themselves into your personal life. like, I get it, safety wise, why checking digital footprints can be important sometimes. but a gay fanfiction is not a fucking threat that could ever cause anybody harm. it’s funny (not really, it’s still sad and dystopian) how they now think they can control your personal life and prevent you from having hobbies
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We are conditioned to want products brand new. In the best condition. How can we change the mindset that secondhand is valuable? We can fix it, clean it and it is fine. At the same time, we should hold those who benefit from the exploitation and genocide responsible, dismantle the M23 and other armed groups, and return the mines to DRC. We can do it by boycotting tech companies and Rwanda, donating to fundraisers and grassroots organizations, and protesting in the streets!
Please consider helping out a student from DR Congo! His name is Barnabé and he has kidney failure! He is in dire need for a transplant! €3,676 out of €4,000 has been raised. There is €324 left to go! I have given €10, but you're more than welcome to contribute any amount!
His fundraiser is legitimate! It has been set up by Agissons Ensemble, a grassroots organization in Goma, DR Congo. They provide aid and support to displaced families on the ground. Check out their link.tree!
€3,676/4,000
No progress since the previous update
actively enforced a rule for myself that i can't edit every single sentence until a chapter has been written in all its ugly disjointedness. and actually ended up writing instead of editing every single sentence. why the FUCK does that work










