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quarterly reminder that if i reblog something ai-generated it is 110% and always an accident and for the love of god please tell me so i can delete it from my blog
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growing up with a psychologist for a mother was so funny because my sister and i would be like “mo-om why do we have to go to bed now” and she would respond with a long explanation of the research on the effects of sleep on the brain and body followed by another explanation on permissive vs. authoritarian vs. authoritative parenting styles, with citations
this was actually really good in some instances though because i started having insomnia and intrusive thoughts very young and when little me was like “mom i don’t like the thoughts in my head but i can’t make them go away and i can’t sleep” she replied with “oh honey. active thought suppression never works. in fact, wegner et al. (1987) tested this when they told a bunch of people to talk about whatever they wanted, and they told half of them to try not to think about a white bear. people thought more about the white bear when they were trying not to think about it! but when they told the people to think about a red car whenever thoughts of the white bear came to mind, the people had a much easier time not thinking about the white bear. so you see, you can’t force the thoughts out of your mind. you just have to let them pass through, and pick something else that you want to focus on”
and so ever since i was a very little kid i knew how to deal with intrusive thoughts, I’ve had them my whole life but never developed ocd or senses of shame about them cause my mom did her phd on thought suppression and she knows what’s up
Didn’t anticipate one of the bonuses of going to a drag show in a smaller more conservative town would be getting to see a bro who clearly wandered into the wrong part of the bar by mistake experience what looked to be a transcendent awakening upon seeing his first drag show.
On of the queens halfway through the show, “Honey, are you straight?”
This man, in a strangled voice, “I don’t know”
We love the character development
Answering "I don't know" is a level of self awareness a lot of people never attain
in 2026 DO NOT ask yourself whether your art is GOOD
instead ask:
is it SINCERE
was it CATHARTIC
was it FUN TO MAKE
is it MADE BY ME
and don't forget to stay silly
This this this this!!!
The thing about Hadestown is the line “To know how it ends. And still begin to sing it again. As if it might turn out this time” is an incredible way to describe most of life. We try because we have to believe that even when the ending is set in stone, it’s still worth trying. It’s still better to be a person who tried.
you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way
he breasted the boulder boobily up the hill…
one must imagine sisyphus big naturals
It’s finally happened.
After almost a decade on this site, I found another Tumblr user in the wild. I stopped to tie my shoe with rainbow laces this morning outside the silversmith at Colonial Williamsburg, and I heard it.
“I like your shoelaces.”
Oh. Oh no.
I responded the only way I could. “Thanks.” And then I reluctantly added, “I stole them from the president…and if that makes sense to you, I’m very sorry.”
The poor man, in full Colonial dress, stared at me for a long moment. And then burst into laughter. And said, “I haven’t thought about that in YEARS and this has never happened to me before.”
Yeah. Me neither. Not until today.
Tumblr rite of passage. Achievement unlocked.
@victoriansecret I found your friend!!!
“what are you gonna do, cry about it?” yes . the fuck
personally I'm annoyed by the socioeconomic conditions that made words like "unalive" necessary but simultaneously impressed by the linguistic adaptations young people have made to continue talking about important things while subject to those conditions and I think if you can't hold both of those thoughts in your head you might just be old man yelling at cloud
When I was in cotillion in middle school and it was time to pick dance partners I used to make the boys stand up and then sit back down if they were too tall because it would throw off my ability to win the dance competitions if they were not my exact height (which meant I could more easily control them) and while I don’t feel bad about that specifically, it does still keep me up at night thinking about how I 100% told multiple tall guys “no, you’re built wrong. Sit back down.”
But also, all these guys were super well off southern white boys and were also very smug about their height, and that was probably the only time in their life they had been humbled that badly, so maybe I was doing a public service. Who knows.
Wait, the dog days are over? The dog days are done? And no one told me 😰?!
S-should I run @saintemry 😨?
i think you’d better 😰 ohhh shit here they come
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Oh no 😨 I havta get to my mother, my father, my children, my sisters and brothers quickly 🏃🏿♂️
Dude you left all your love and your longing behind, tidy up after yourself please
Can I carry it with me? I want to survive 🥺
New Blood genuinely makes me fear for us as a society. People saw one poorly made logo reveal with the shows theme song in the back and automatically believed a reboot was happening.
Did no further digging just believed something they saw online. Even worse when an audio that could easily be ai came out too.
Between this and the “there’s a filmed but unreleased season 3” hoax it feels like people are so desperate for something more with this franchise that they’ll believe anything.
I want more of MBAV too but we have to keep using our critical thinking and remember that the internet is not always truthful.
*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god
turn your attention to The Character