The most destructive thing I’ve ever done was believe someone else’s opinion of me.
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The most destructive thing I’ve ever done was believe someone else’s opinion of me.
Teal Blue Jay (via creatingaquietmind)
hi, I saw where you tagged a post about Ginny Weasley as a "death shrouded girl." I searched your the tag on your tumblr but all that turned up was a post about Eowyn. Can you explain the tag?
So, I’m terrible at tagging things. Death shrouded girls, though, my friend. Death shrouded girls.
I just have a thing for female characters whose narratives spring from, intersect with, circle around, obsess on, or defy death. I dunno, man. They’re just great. They tend to end up being my favorites.
Susan of Narnia, the last Pevensie, who buried her parents, her brothers, her baby sister– who lived through it, who carried those ghosts all her long life.
Allison Argent, she of the lethal arrow, the silver knife, the silver bullet, who dragged her self and her family screaming out of a death-driven code of war. Lydia Martin, who resurrects and screams and survives. (Death shrouded girlfriends, there, alright?)
Eowyn of Rohan, she of frosted sword steel, the girl ready to shatter, looking for death and calling it glory.
Ginny Weasley, who carried a ghost in her eleven year old chest, who died on that cold Chamber floor and came back, who lived loudly for the rest of her life.
You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know: You did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were kind.
Venetta Octavia, excerpt of “THE BURNING”, from my upcoming chapbook, tentatively titled “Oculus” (via venettaoctavia)
if im marrying u n we’re not from the same country u best teach me ur language aint having ur aunties calling me ugly with no translation
Break often - not like porcelain, but like waves.
‘survival kit’ by Scherezade Siobhan (via oliveandsage)
“How can I support you?” is a question that works in almost every situation imaginable. It preempts judgement and assumptions while oozing humility. Often the person won’t have an immediate answer—likely because they aren’t used to being asked a question that’s about what they actually need as a unique human being. If they look stunned, I suggest something like: “It’s OK if you don’t have an answer or don’t need anything right now; the offer’s open for whenever. Just let me know.” And then use an emoji of some sort or make a face that conveys warmth so they know you mean it. (This could be a unicorn, the two señoritas dancing, or the smiling poo. Up to you.) *Here’s the fine print: you have to believe their answer, whatever it is. If they tell you they don’t need anything, you don’t get to push or pressure or demand they give you something to do so you feel less helpless. Remember, this isn’t about you.
Dear Bystander, The Unsolicited Advice Has Got To Stop - The Establishment (via brutereason)
Definitely adding this to my vocabulary. I imagine hearing these words from certain people as I struggled, and it would have been amazing. I want my people to feel supported.
(via foulmouthedliberty)
“Some of us speak up in an effort to connect to other people with similar struggles—to find community, resources, and strategies to mitigate what are continually or intermittently life-disruptive symptoms and conditions. Others (this is a big reason for me) hope to help those without voices who feel weird and uncomfortable realize that they are far less alone than they know.”
This whole article is definitely worth the read, but this quote, and the original, mean so much to me.
(via lifeunfolding)
You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should’ve behaved better.
Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life (via wordsnquotes)
Here, you fucking have it:
Bernie on working conditions in Florida and slavery in America
Bernie predicts 2008 depression
Bernie warns against regime change and predicts extremism like ISIS and the escalation of Israel/Palestine conflict
Bernie speaks against the Panama Free Trade agreement, predicting the whole Panama Papers incident
Bernie opposing the Iraq war
Bernie tells Alan Greenspan he’s ruining the middle class in 2003
Bernie on Corporate Welfare
Bernie on Healthcare
Bernie on Veterans
Bernie on Global Warming
Bernie Sanders: Drugs vs. Hopelessness
Bernie on DADT and gay slurs in 1995, as well as some environmental stuff, probably my favorite clip so far, you can see his passion and righteous anger
Bernie opposes the repeal of Glass Steagall, and therefore the deregulation of Wall Street, predicting the 2008 crash, in 1999
Keep reading
Today is Copernicus’s 540th birthday. You may remember Copernicus as the man who said “Hey, what if the Earth went around the sun?” To which the Catholic Church replied “Hey, what if we set you on fire?”
WHEN MY FRIEND GETS SLOPPY DRUNK AND I HAVE TO DELIVER HER TO HER BOYFRIEND
I almost spit out my water
Tell me where it hurts, she’d say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where. But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.
Atwood, Margaret. The Blind Assassin (via nonbineric)
let’s be honest though, millennial hate is totally a thing rich folks started because they’re pissed that we have really unpredictable consumer habits and it isn’t as easy to get us to buy into stuff, so they’re mad we aren’t just money giving/traditional economy supporting machines like they expected us to be
like look at how much millennial hate articles are things like “millennials aren’t eating cereal and it’s hurting the cereal industry” or “millennials aren’t buying houses and that’s bad” or “millennials #1 utmost priority isn’t trying to make as much money as possible” and rich folks are mad about it, so just posturing our unpredictability/nontraditional values as “laziness” gets everyone else on board the hate train in some weird attempt to collectively subdue us
“You are Doing Capitalism Wrong and it scares me” - bitter Boomers to Millennials who are not buying into their shit (or buying their shit)
There’s a trick to the “graceful exit.” It begins with the vision to recognize when a job, a life stage, or a relationship is over — and let it go. It means leaving what’s over without denying its validity or its past importance to our lives. It involves a sense of future, a belief that every exit line is an entry, that we are moving up, rather than out.
Ellen Goodman (via creatingaquietmind)
“Miss Fisher is that rare fictional example of what life can be like for women who chose not to get married and/or have children — and how that alternative can be just as fulfilling.
This isn’t a story about a spinster finding love later in life and finally getting the traditional family she needs and deserves. This is a story about a sexually-liberated, vibrant, empathetic woman who has a wonderful family and community of her own making.
Phryne is not someone to be pitied. She is one of the most alive characters on TV — a master detective who speaks multiple languages, knows martial arts, and can fly an airplane. Miss Fisher is competency porn at its most addictive, and its main character is a new, much-needed kind of archetype.”
— “Miss Fisher Is The Feminist Sherlock You Should Be Watching”
WHY ARE YOU LONELY: A TEXT GAME - Mallory Ortberg
WHY ARE YOU LONELY: CHOOSE ONE
FAILED TO NURTURE RELATIONSHIPS BORN OUT OF CONVENIENCE ONCE CHANGING CIRCUMSTANCES REQUIRED ACTIVE PARTICIPATION FROM YOU
WATCHED NETFLIX FOR SEVEN HOURS INSTEAD OF SLEEPING BECAUSE YOU HAVE ONCE AGAIN MISTAKEN INERTIA FOR REST
CONFUSED “SELF-CARE” WITH “SELF-INDULGENCE” AGAIN; YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF EXPERIENCING GENUINE REFRESHMENT OR RESTORATION BUT YOU DO SPEND A LOT OF MONEY AT NAIL SALONS
ONCE AGAIN CONFUSED “EMPATHY” FOR “TAKING RESPONSIBILITY” AND INVITED OTHERS TO UNLOAD THEIR EMOTIONAL BURDENS ON YOU WITHOUT FIRST ENSURING RECIPROCITY, WHOOPS
ANTICIPATORILY BLAMED OTHER PEOPLE FOR NOT CALLING YOU WITHOUT ONCE ASKING YOURSELF WHY YOU CAN’T CALL THEM
ASSUMING ANY TIME SPENT TOGETHER THAT YOU HAD TO INITIATE IS SOMEHOW LESS AUTHENTIC THAN REQUESTS FOR TIME SPENT TOGETHER THAT YOU ACCEPT
BELIEVE “PERIODICALLY EXPERIENCING THE HUMAN CONDITION” MEANS SOMETHING IS FUNDAMENTALLY BROKEN WITHIN YOU
CONSTANTLY LIE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS THEN WONDER WHY YOU FEEL LIKE NO ONE KNOWS YOU
MISTAKENLY BELIEVE THAT NEGATIVE FEELINGS MUST BE MISTAKES EITHER TO BE AVOIDED OR FIXED RATHER THAN EXPERIENCED
DESIRE TO BE FULLY UNDERSTOOD WITHOUT THE CONCOMITANT WILLINGNESS TO FULLY EXPLAIN YOURSELF
BELIEVE TRYING AT SOMETHING A LITTLE BIT SHOULD RESULT IN INSTANT PERFECTION AND FIND YOURSELF HORRIFIED AND ASHAMED OF MAKING REALISTIC PROGRESS
TRY COCONUT OIL
CONVINCED THAT HONESTLY ADMITTING YOUR PROBLEMS WILL DRIVE PEOPLE AWAY BECAUSE NO ONE LIKES COMPLAINING SO INSTEAD YOU OFFER EVERYONE A PISS-POOR SIMULACRUM OF BEING EASY-GOING
STILL JUST WAITING FOR THINGS TO HAPPEN TO YOU INSTEAD OF EXPRESSING YOUR DESIRES ALOUD
THINK YOU’RE BEING PLAYFUL BUT ACTUALLY YOU JUST GET MEAN WHEN YOU DRINK
SPEND ALL YOUR TIME SAYING THINGS LIKE “EITHER’S GOOD” OR “DOESN’T MATTER TO ME” WHEN IN FACT ONLY ONE THING IS GOOD AND IT DOES MATTER TO YOU BUT YOU THINK “NOT EXPRESSING A PREFERENCE” IS THE BEST PERSONALITY TRAIT YOU HAVE TO OFFER OTHERS
PEOPLE ACTUALLY MORE AWARE OF YOUR BARELY-CONCEALED CONTEMPT FOR THEIR CHOICES AND RELATIONSHIPS THAN YOU THINK THEY ARE
NO GOOD REASON, SORRY
Mallory Ortberg plz stop laying my psyche bare for the world to see