I got headpats in a video game yesterday. I almost cried and Iâm still thinking about it.
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I got headpats in a video game yesterday. I almost cried and Iâm still thinking about it.
Im not ok
fyi deviantart announced they're doing ai generation using uploaded creations on the site
All creations are automatically opted in to be used in the program, so if you want to opt out you have to do it manually one by one :/ :/ not even mentioning what this means with creators who have passed away with their creations on the site...
overall a real scum move. I only have a few old pieces up there so im just going to be deleting my stuff from the site. I feel so bad for artists with hundreds of art pieces on there having their stuff stolen like this...
HEADS UP!!!!!
I just deactivated my account after over 17 years due to this shit :( not taking any chances here.
There is a Google form to opt out your entire account. Its at least a more convenient option, rather than having to do each upload one by one. It only takes a minute to fill out, it is very easy. I just filled it out myself, here:
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLScBl3RIkgoVJh89rWOSd-bz_FdlCZGSUho4ADhG2rmCq3dVPg/viewform
Hopefully, this really works.
Hey peeps :)
I made this back in high school and Linlupin is a side blog
That might not sound like a long time but thatâs almost a decade ago for me so uh, donât know what this blog looks like lmao
quick survey to really help me out!
hi, my name is Delia and i'm a senior in high school. i'm in the ap capstone program, the goal of which is to complete a large research project. my project is about creating a better structure of museum which is both accessible to the general public as well as ethical and respectful to the communities and history they are teaching about.
here's how you can help me! i've created a short survey (6 required MC questions, with 3 optional written responses) about the topic. anything at all will be so, so helpful to me and my project.
if you don't want to take a survey, that's totally cool, maybe just consider reblogging to spread the word? thank you so much!
link to the survey:
This is for my research project, titled "Ethics and Accessibility in Museums." I think that it is vital for museums to ask potential guests
Sorry. Learn to use capital letters like an AP student should, and I might take this seriously. My son is a museum guy. He has a degree in Museum Studies and History and Studio Art. He was an AP student in High School. He graduated early all while working through a traumatic brain injury. His grammar skills were never this juvenile. If you want to be taken seriously on something this important, you cannot just make a pitch. You MUST show, through your writing, that you know what you are doing and deserve a response. Good luck on your project.
Cool, so when was the last time your son talked to you?
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Free Viet Tran!! He is only 21 and still in jail!
OP updated with a link to a GoFundMe for Viet and more details about his horrifying arrest. Please share!
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Hello! My name is Cosmoon! Short for Cosmoonaut!
I like to write love letters and sweet things! Usually these are about people but I donât name them by name! In fear that they will find this blog!!
Youâre welcome to submit your own love letters to me! Or ask me questions about my letters.Â
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ppl are so annoying âyou canât paint ur bedroom pink youâre an adultâ i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to âthink about the futureâ
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as â14 year old girl purpleâ (through whatâs wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I donât know, even if theyâre not what I want as an adult). They didnât believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a âdark purpleâ, it would be âdepressingâ. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, âOh yeah, thatâs really pretty.â (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck âem, please yourself. Either theyâll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be âmatureâ about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that Iâm 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, Iâm just like âmarriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.â If they donât like it then they donât have to come to my wedding.
https://xkcd.com/150/
I would like you all to view my office. Iâm thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me
Iâm thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesnât mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.
GROWING UP DOESNâT MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
We are so used to getting insulted that when people actually appreciate us, we either donât know how to respond or mistake it for a sarcasm.
/someone taking the piss out of you
what does it mean when someone says theyâre pescatarian and vegan
Land animals are innocent of crime but The Fish have Sinned
Rejection sensitive dysphoria is wild. Someone will be like âhey just so you know the thing you did was a little bit loud/uncomfortable/insensitive but itâs ok I know you didnât mean itâ and my brain will instantly translate âyou should be shotâ
âwhy do you talk so loud? youâre always yellingâ. i swear to god every time i hear that i want to just run off and hang myself. it is THE WORSTÂ
To the people in the notes saying âDonât call it dysphoria, thatâs just being insecureâ
- âDysphoriaâ is just the opposite of âeuphoriaâ. It doesnât have to mean gender dysphoria. Lots of things can cause different kinds of dysphoria - PMDD is Pre-Menstrual Dysphoric Disorder (which is like PMS but much more severe, and causes intense depression and mood swings). Or, in this case, RSD - Rejection-Sensitive Dysphoria
- When itâs mentioned at all, itâs almost always in relation to ADHD. (And it tends to be described as âthis is exclusive to ADHDâ but I donât think thatâs actually true.) Itâs also a thing with C-PTSD and BPD. (And probably more. But a lot of this stuff co-occurs with ADHD so like âŚÂ ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ )
- I suspect itâs actually more of a trauma thing thatâs exacerbated by ADHD. (A lot of the way people respond to ADHD is inherently traumatic. Being told your whole life âWell you could do the thing if you really wanted toâ when no, you actually CANâT, etc, has the same effects as emotional abuse and gaslighting on your self-esteem. And well. Being shunned for your whole childhood for being too loud/too weird/etc tends to ⌠yeah.)
- Just being insecure or even anxious isnât the same as Rejection-Sensitive Dysphoria. RSD - to me, at least - feels like being slapped or getting stabbed in the chest. Itâs going from âEverythingâs pretty much fineâ to, upon a mild correction, being âIâm the worst. I should die. Nothing will ever ever get better.â And even when I rationally know thatâs not true, Iâm having physiological responses that I canât just turn off. (Itâs a lot like an emotional flashback in that regard, honestly.) Youâre responding to the thing as if itâs a threat.
- It doesnât help, though, that ADHD brains are will focus exclusively on one thing to the exclusion of all else, at the least convenient time. So we hyperfocus on âthat stupid thing I saidâ and the perceived rejection and and the pain, and it kind of becomes a feedback loop of suck.
I usually describe the feeling as being like⌠going from a normal, good, or even great day to suddenly feeling like the world is ending. And it seems to be worst when you were really excited about something and someoneâs response- to the thing, or, more often, to your excitement for it- manages to hit that button that trips the world-ending feeling.
Was⌠Was anyone going to tell me this is a thing or was I supposed to continue to want to die for wanting to die over little things, wth
Thats exactly what was going through my head!
Whenever Im excited or enthusiastic about something I get rather loud sometimes(not meaning too but just lost in the moment) and my family would say something like âno need to be so loud, im only sat hereâ or âwhat happened to an inside voice?â and it honestly feels like a punch in the gut whilst someone is squeezing your heart and then I kinda just dont even want to tell and I find myself thinking it was silly to be that enthusiastic because if I do tell them they just kinda nod and go â have you finishedâ and it just kinda ruins everything and I blame myself a lot coz it was obviously my fault for being that loud in the first place?!? But I honestly canât help it and I didnt know other people experienced thisso I thought it was just me being emotional
Some amazing book dedications:Â
PEOPLE WOULD HAVE DIED
Shout out to all your internet friends who are gone.
Those messenger screen names that havenât logged on in ages, some before detailed profiles were a thing on those services.
Those emails that are long since abandoned, some with domains that no longer exist.
Those online friends you knew years ago and who then helped shaped you in some way, who you just canât FIND anymore.
Those people who once were, and hopefully still exist IRL, that seem to have no known internet life anymore.
And those who have actually passed on, and their online lives are now a memorial to them.
I miss you all. I hope life is/was kind to you, and maybe one day, weâll somehow connect again.
Teach girls to prioritize feeling safe over being nice.
I was high off my ass last night and had this dream where I was in this dense ass forest and sitting there was a tall woman. She was so tall I couldnât see her face but she was wearing gold and I was like âuhâŚhi?â And she said âI made you, do you know that?â And I nodded and she was like âI hear your thoughts. Why do you hate my creation? Why do you try to destroy yourself? I made you perfect as you are. Please donât break my heartâ. Then she started crying and it flooded and I woke up with fucking heart palpitations like what does it Meanâ˘ď¸????
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