I hate it so fucking much when I wanna fucking comment on a god damn post, but this fucking site decides to fucking refresh instead
Ad-block advertising redirect scams are a next level evil
Fuck yeah TF2 is back baby
The average tumblr experience is yelling into a void and then sometimes the void yells back. If you get lucky you might get an echo friend.
Also, tumblr fame is like being the main subject of a towns gossip mill. 2/3 of the people don't even know who you are, and it's not like they even care, it's not the point anyways.
Like, somebody waltzes into the town market in a Mothman costume. Nobody will actually give a shit if it was Margaret's grandson, or Mariann's third niece twice removed, because somebody waltzed into the town market in a Mothman costume!!!
It's not who you are but what you did.
Im sorry but it is so funny how people outside of tumblr view us. Like why are the tiktokers treating tumblr like some professional ass website you need to do extensive prep before you begin posting on. And the follower farming advice is so fucking funny to me when this is the website where people actively hate getting new followers
“Babel” by Cildo Meireles (2001)
Huh,, so good people aren't just a myth after all??
A few days ago I discovered this poor little guy laying on the train tracks at my local station, I took it upon myself to rescue him, clean him, and reunite him with his owner.
u/YuyaBestBoy
French movie makers are on the same stuff as Japanese musicians. Weird Al Jankovic is the dealer.
If Nimona (2023) was released when I was 10 I think I'd be much more ok.
Get you a man who can do both
There's two types of writers
1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'
2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'
This!! I could never put my finger on it but as ftm myself I feel much the same.
This also extends to my ASD. I'm so used to feeling uncomfortable or bordering overwhelmed I tend to forget I'm allowed to do against it, instead of the symptomatic treatment I grew up with.
Had a realization that part of why I tend to put off fixing things that bother me appearance-wise (such as my hair, I need to get it cut have the dye job freshened up, and needed to have done so a month ago at least) is probably tied to my dysphoria.
In the sense that; I look in the mirror and see something about my appearance that I cannot change, or cannot easily change at this time, ALL the time. Being so used to that state of forced ambivalence towards my appearance has rubbed off on the things I can change and control, like my hair and my clothing.
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