a bard and a mask, walk into a coffeeshop to discuss poetry

I'm sorry WHAT
'lazy people don't feel guilty about not doing anything' is insane to me and I have been trying to make my brain believe it for a long time, it shocked me to my core when I first heard it
An important corollary to "if you were faking your mental illness, you could stop whenever you wanted."
getting my labs done today i was thinking about years ago when i went to the doctor and i was like 'i've been to another doctor already but he wouldn't listen to me. something's wrong. i've never been this tired in all my life. i know i'm in college and i know i have depression but this is different. please you have to try something.'
so the doctor (back then) ordered labs and it turned out my vitamin d level was like 5 or 7 and i've never seen a doctor so elated about lab results in my entire life. she said, 'it's never. vitamin d. but it is this time. we can fix this. you're going to feel better.'
she was literally like
для моих русскоговорящих подписчиков: y меня есть телеграм-канал, а ещё недавно со мной вышел подкаст 🎙️ cпасибо, что следите за моим творчеством!
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01.25 - 10.25 (updated)
hermitcraft recap very good this week, correct with it's commentary:
I love this put-together but still grimy lady 💎✨🍷
Legolas and Gimli, Lord of the Rings
Artist: Dagmar Jung, 2003
I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
Some people have been wondering about the raccoon. Listen. Listennn. Don't ask about the raccoon.
But does the racoon survive the Uruk-Hai? Does he curl up on Aragorn's head, or does he go straight to Faramir? Does he bite Denethor?
My friend. My colleague. My brother my captain my king. I too have been pondering this question, and in my mind there can be only one ultimate outcome.
A few months later
All hail the High Warden of Gondor.
Epilogue: It ADORES Faramir.
Every time I see this post I’m obligated to reblog and make it your problem too!
How do you mentally handle all the people in your notes going ‘isn’t this just XYZ?’ In ways that clearly indate they either haven’t read your post or only have a passing remembrance of what XYZ actually was?
I know sometimes you’ll post about how people are misinterpreting what you said, but only sometimes, and I don’t understand how you manage to hold back so often.
The thing you have to understand is that 90% of the people on this site have Ready Player One brain. This operates on three principles:
- All communication is a form of intellectual combat.
- Anyone attempting to convey a piece of information you don't already know is attacking you.
- You "win" against such an attack by reframing the thing you don't know as a reference to something you're already familiar with.
Once you realise that the overwhelming majority of the people playing the "this is just XZY" game cannot meaningfully be said to have misunderstood you because they're simply not engaging with what you said at all, they can safely be ignored.
(Well, or blocked, if they're sufficiently annoying about it. Treating wilful illiteracy as a block-on-sight offence can work wonders for making social media more tolerable!)
People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.
Babe are you okay? You reblogged crystallizedtwilight’s Strangers that live with me forever. again
I had a vision a few weeks ago. Timeskip Sanji with slightly longer hair to put in tiny half up style.
Give him beautiful hair. Make it soft and fluffy cause he takes even better care of it after the island.
worst part about the Internet is knowing that there are finally people who both match and complement your freak. the nearest one is 2,318.4 miles away and your time zones are awkward
HEAD IN MY HANDS










