Lighthouse on an Island in the Dark

I've heard it said that without light there is no shadow. Well, without nonsense there is no sensibility! If you have zero posts, no likes/reblogs, no blurb/bio but still follow, that is Tumblr BOT behavior and you will be blocked. This site is where high-follower-counts-as-clout go to die-we don't want numbers we want VALUE. I don't bite. Anymore. You can call me Erthling91, or Rebecca. I'm 32, married with 1 kid. I have 2 large tanks of mystery snails with about 25 snails and no fish. We currently have no other pets, but I am a professional dog trainer and though I'm not doing that as profitable work rn I plan on it again as soon as we live somewhere that isn't our current No-Furry-Pets-Allowed apartment Profile Picture by CapnBootz on Twitch

[enba-and-luka]

[loveridden1999]

[quietwingsinthesky]

the thing about being nonbinary is that you really do start to forget that other people have such strict walls around what is and isn’t allowed for genders. i thought we all agreed that we made that up. could you climb out of the cave real quick and feel the sunshine for a minute.

[erthling91]

Somehow I got slurred my entire childhood for appearing to be queer just as I existed, now that I am an openly queer, nonbinary demisexual/panromantic adult everyone I meet tries to shove me back into the cis/straight box because I don't dye my hair or have a million piercings and tattoos, and because as an afab person I married(then divorced) a bi cis man that MUST mean I'm actually straight and just virtue signalling, right? I fucking hate being alive bro. I hate every step of this dance, can I sit it out?

[erthling91]

... I don't want to be alive anymore. Nothing ever goes right, I'm alone in all ways that matter and if I disappeared people would be sad but otherwise everything in their lives would improve or go on unchanged. No one reaches out to me no matter how much I've tried to stay connected. I haven't moved in half a decade and not one person has come to see me. I have no daily-life friends and the closest thing I have to companionship is the shallow parasocial relationship I have with the cashiers at my local grocery. I am unessential in terms of community and am nothing but a money sink, I contribute nothing to the world. I want to just stop existing. I'm so tired.

[scramratz]

I think people would be less suicidal if they were allowed to talk about being suicidal without risk of being sent to the Torture Dungeon

[priorwaltress]

all babies are baby gender. you dress them stupid, in pumpkins and teddy bear suits

[bookipsies]

“What gender is your baby?” Idk dude round and squishy. Beach ball adjacent I guess?

[batsandboba]

“scientists don’t want you know” is a phrase that always cracks me up because if you actually meet a scientist they will be shaking and crying like an overstimulated chihuahua with the need to let you know

[doylldonmagar]

My sister claims that most people don't buy blocks of cheese and slice it themselves, so can I get people to settle this for me?

do you buy cheese pre sliced or a block? (shredded/grated cheese is being excluded)

block

presliced

depends (cop-out, don't use this button unless you're gonna explain)

Voting ended onMay 18

[meanbuddhist]

identifying a maladaptive coping mechanism is so bitter sweet like that’s great now i know what i need to stop doing. but that’s literally my something

[pangur-and-grim]

it’s interesting how upset some people have gotten over negative things like homophobia and fatphobia being present in my writing. unfortunately I’ve had a life where those have been huge, shaping factors, and I like to talk about it. I was deeply anorexic for a number of years, and have had friendships and familial relationships deteriorate because of my queerness. being able to say “hey, this exists and it really, really sucks, now watch the fatphobic person get punched by a dragon” is kinda just what works for me, personally. I have a lot of feelings with nowhere else to put them, so my writing is always going to cater to my own catharsis.

[pangur-and-grim]

[hawaiianprintshirt-deactivated2]

[erthling91]

I'm in this photo and I don't like it

[a-silly-poll-side-blog-yay]

the thing you're sitting/laying on just despawned how is it going

good

bad

great

awful

not sitting/laying

Results

Voting ended onMay 8

[a-silly-poll-side-blog-yay]

This was created with a thought of everyone doomscrolling on the toilet rn

Lmao

[vexwerewolf]

How bad do your commits need to be for the Vibe Coding Machine to tell you that you need to learn to code

[eliyahu613]

this tweet. but for tumblr

[dashaibo]

And what, pray tell, is so wrong with that? Must a king lower himself to the vocabulary of insects? Must an academiac explain his reasoning to kindergartners? There is no shame in knowledge nor is there in verbosity. Quite the opposite, they are to be celebrated. But I guess this is the world we are forced to inhabit. This world... This planet, teeming with life and all its infinite possibilities. And you would dare dilute it, so that a simpleton's mind could comprehend it? I will not stand for this. No more shall a man be judged for his might, his ambition, his intellect. No more shall we look down on those who propose a mere thought experiment about owning a human pec9sdjv0 c9i2ewokhndvoi adsjvci uwqeowdsxujvnli ufdsiuljfcniu ofeidcvjpc9nUIODSuljvniuwqopisafjvp985erioewaudJHB9jrg8frjuv8ar9jvuw08rd9vujq35g89spdujigk[0e9ravjik0rvu9jq54w8yvh r8og;af9ukjgmoiaelgurj9g8zboifyhvlo8fivujawp89 OC:Ivjare0sd9oizl

[semicolonthefifth]

Please leave the mall, you're making a scene.

[dashaibo]

You won't... Keep me... from Hot Topic... forever...

[acolytics]

never let it be said i dont treat my miis right

[gaycop]

tiramisu

[erthling91]

tobaccomisu

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

lots of handwringing and discomfort about the phenomenon of kinks forming before puberty but if you think about it’s it’s much scarier to imagine a world where kinks only ever appear without warning when you’re fully grown

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

on your 18th birthday—wait no let’s say 25th birthday—you must undergo the traditional ritual and be assigned a kink that will determine the course of your sex life forevermore and place you within the corresponding faction. you close your eyes and pray that it’s something kind of classy and chic and practical and affordable and not something that will freak you out or embarrass you. the girl before you comes out crying; she’s autistic and got “prolonged eye contact”. you gulp. someone else is hastily pulling up Wikipedia. the anarchist guy covered in ACAB pins scowls at the floor, resentfully contemplating his uniform fetish.

[do-not-fold-spindle-or-mutilate]

Man, these YA dystopias are really starting to reach for fresh concepts.

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

one sexually mature adult woman dares to defy it all… what will happen to her world when she walks out of the ritual with a kink for feet…. AND inflatable pool toys?

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]