#5 and #22 for the soft asks (and I hope you start feeling better soon :()
Awww tyyy I didn’t think anyone would actually look at the ask game I reblogged ^^
For #5: how I like to take care of myself —
usually I’ll journal, make myself some tea, do skincare and such, all the cliche pick-me-ups. If I’m feeling especially shitty I’ll watch cinema therapy on youtube (big recommendation for anyone who wants to feel better but also doesn’t want to ignore how they’re feeling in the moment)
And #22 !!: name of my favorite playlist —
I honestly can’t even choose since I create so many categories on spotify for my differing music tastes, but my big three are — folk, indie pop, and showtunes + musicals <3
Thx again moots !
DON'T ASK YOURSELF "AM I A GOOD PERSON?" ASK YOURSELF "IS WHAT I AM DOING GOOD?" OR EVEN! "WHAT'S A GOOD THING I CAN DO RIGHT NOW?"
DON'T WORRY ABOUT JUDGING AND SORTING YOURSELF! JUST MAKE YOUR BEST CHOICES!!
Ok but pls actually do this people. There is no such thing as a good person. Stop trying to be one and starting trying to do good instead
✨soft asks✨
- What song makes you feel better?
- What is your go to comfort show?
- Reading or writing? Why?
- Whats your favorite feeling?
- How do you like to take care of yourself?
- What’s your favorite candle scent?
- Who do you feel most like yourself around?
- Whats a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?
- Best childhood moment?
- When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)
- Do you have a comfort item? Tell us about it!
- What calms you down?
- Bath or shower to relax?
- Whats something upcoming that you’re excited for?
- Comfort food?
- What’s something you want to create soon?
- How do you feel best loved?
- What age in life do you think you’ll feel most yourself at?
- Have you ever written or received a love letter?
- Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.
- Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?
- Name of your favorite playlist?
- Have you ever received flowers?
- Who is your bestfriend?
- If your soul was a color, what would it be?
- If you could live anywhere with anyone you want, where would it be and who would you bring?
- Do you like to garden? Have you ever grown something?
- What are you proudest of?
- Are you a kind person?
- What do your hobbies look like?
The self awareness of Sanders Sides is genuinely one of the best things about the series and it's because it's made by a guy who's self aware that the premise of his series is batshit crazy.
This man is maladaptive daydreaming the way people have never maladaptive daydreamed before. He's pulling scientific articles for this shit. One aspect of his self gave another aspect of himself trust issues. Three aspects of his self gave trust issues and unknown traumas to one aspect of his self and then that trust was rebuild by three different aspects of his self
One of those cunts casually used the yerkes dodson curve as a point to combat with this man’s moral dilemmas.
reading nabokov is maddening because his writing is so playful and evocative and effortless and english isn't even his first language. he's doing things in a second language most people could spend their lives trying and failing to replicate in their first language. makes me feel like this
"my very photogenic mother died in a freak accident (picnic, lightning) when i was three" like come ON how did you write the funniest sentence ever by adding a two word parenthetical. leave something for the rest of us
Mercury, Venus, (uh oh) Pearth, Mars (phew), Djupiter (never mind), Faturn ⁉️, Luranus (kinda French actually), Pneptune
I got to “Faturn” and burst into horribly loud laughter I’m now crying over this in bed fucking Faturn
id:
text post by @attorneyryan, reads as follows:
this advice might save your life:
- don't make small talk with cops. it makes ZERO difference if you have "nothing to hide."
- don't trust cops. they don't know the law and they're legally allowed to lie to you.
- NEVER consent to a search. no matter how innocent you are.
- NEVER make a deal with cops. they do not have ANY legal authority to offer you a plea deal. they're trying to trick you into making a false confession.
many innocent people can be saved by this advice.
end id.
I am a regular guy. I can enter a space. I am a regular guy. I can enter a room. I am a regular guy. I can do that transaction. I am a regular guy. I know how to answer the phone. I am a regular guy. I know what sleep is. I am a regular guy. I know how to wake up. I am a regular guy. I know how to move through space. I am a regular guy. I know what it means to be me.
the thing fantasy racism doesn't understand about real racism, and honestly all bigotry, is that it's silly. like on its face it is absurdly silly. it follows zero logic at all. trying to backfill it with reason and logic belies a misunderstanding of this. so when you say the bigotry a class of fantasy people face is due to some event in the past, or some inherent danger to them, some genetic predisposition, or anything else to make it make sense, you're giving credence to the idea that bigotry makes logical sense. which it doesn't. it never has.
I just saw a DNI for "evil intentions". nobody puts up a warding talisman anymore just a fucking DNI
going 30mph over the speed limit in my lifted honda civic with "COPS DNI" spraypainted on both sides
The nurse who prescribes my HRT is great, zero complaints, but he can put the ball a little too in-my-court. In my most recent checkup we were talking about adjusting my dose, and he asked what dosage I wanted, and like, that's not a question I am qualified to answer, my guy.
So I said, "My ideal dose is basically that I'm holding an erlenmeyer flask of pure estrogen and someone offscreen yells, 'Doctor, you can't!' and I say, 'Just watch me!' and then I drink it and contort violently around and then fall out of frame and when I pop back into frame I'm played by Anne Hathaway."
And he didn't give me that dose but he did up it, so, like I said, zero complaints.
A picture in honor of the third closing of Beetlejuice on Broadway 🎆
he's like a patron saint to me