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Girl help, I'm extremely annoyed at my boyfriend for simply existing and don't know why
Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.
What I write is my own.
So this is how 2026 is starting for women.
Deleting pics off twitter won't stop anything, because men are screen grabbing women's Instagram/fb/reddit and reposting them to twitter for grok to nudify.
Consent? What's that
Sometimes, it's really hard not to hate the world and our culture in general.
I've decided to have two New Year's resolutions for 2026:
1. I will watch 13 old horror movies with my Mom this year-- the 50s and 60s were pretty great ;) and it will lead to me spending more time with my Mom. She won't be here forever.
2. I will write. I will write and write and write some more. Maybe I'll finish my book, maybe I won't, but the important thing is to write. The intent is to write every day, but if that doesn't work out, that's okay ♡
you've gotta be kind to yourself no matter what
this is twice as true in the winter
the world isn't ending and you don't need to kill yourself it's literally december. it's december. and you need to be nice to yourself.
I needed to read this today. Thank you ♡
I can't stress enough how much I miss StumbleUpon
StumbleUpon once sent me to a supercut of Lion King, Lion King 1 1/2, and Lion King II, the main edit being that the scenes of Lion King and Lion King 1 1/2 were interspersed so that they happened in the order they actually happened.
stumbleupon not existing anymore can be directly traced to a dramatic decline in my mental health, I could do a thesis on it.
bestie stumbleupon very much still exists its just called cloudhiker now. i use it all the time.
mini compilation of suggestions from the replies:
The Bored Button - "Press the Bored Button and be bored no more."
The Useless Web
Cloudhiker - "Discover the most interesting, weird and awesome websites of the Internet" (not really a rebrand, it's a different person running it but they have the same intention in mind)
Astronaut.io - "These videos come from YouTube. They were uploaded in the last week and have titles like DSC 1234 and IMG 4321. They have almost zero previous views. They are unnamed, unedited, and unseen (by anyone but you)."
Marginalia - "This is an independent DIY search engine that focuses on non-commercial content, and attempts to show you sites you perhaps weren't aware of in favor of the sort of sites you probably already knew existed."
TIL that the reason lead levels in children’s blood have dropped 85% in the past thirty years is because of an unknown scientist who fought car companies to end leaded gasoline. He also removed it from paint, suggested its removal from pipes, and campaigned for the removal of lead solder from cans.
via ift.tt
Yep. It also correlates extremely strongly with an increasing decrease of violent crime. One of the symptoms of low level constant lead exposure is increased aggression and volatility.
“Unknown scientist”? That was Clair Cameron Patterson.
Gas companies are still so mad at him he’s “unknown scientist”, know his name
Daily reminder that health and safety standards like these are what politicians mean when they talk about “deregulation.”
Patterson died 5 December 1995.
Petition to make his date of death a Tumblr holiday celebrated by talking about cool shit the gas and petroleum industries don’t want us to know about, and fighting to continue his work.
Happy Clair Cameron Patterson day!
Oh, hey, it’s almost Clair Cameron Patterson day!
Happy Clair Cameron Patterson Day!
Clair Patterson’s yahrzeit in the Hebrew calendar is 12 Kislev. Which is today.
I'm over here being annoyed at myself for falling behind in inktober again when I was literally in the ER yesterday and I still haven't fully recovered. Like, damn Forgetfulmeow, chill
“Cats don’t actually love you”
A cat is a small creature in the middle of the food chain that is fully aware that you are a very large thing that could stomp its head in at any moment and yet it chooses to rest its tiny little head on your leg for a nap and spreads out on the floor near you exposing its belly and its most sensitive organs. It brings dead mice and bugs to you to share food.
Don’t you get it? This tiny thing trusts you. It wants to help you too. It licks your leg thinking that it’s helping. It kneads on you to find comfort. It shares its body warmth with you in the cold and gives you your space in the heat. It hisses at other mammals it sees outside including other cats in an effort to protect its family.
Cats love you so so much. But they will keep trying to eat plastic.
One of our cats, Luna Smoft, has absolutely zero brain cells (unless her raccoon perk is activated), and she does not know what love, as a concept, is, but she definitely loves us ♡
You...ever read a post and immediately think, "I have no idea what this means. I know all these words individually, but strung together as they are makes it seem as if it's in a completely different language."
I realize this is anecdotal, but I've met a number of trauma survivors who haven't developed any real critical thinking skills to help them work out whether someone is actually trying to antagonize them or whether someone is just getting on their nerves or accidentally setting off their trauma. They often assume that people who bother them are out to antagonize them, and they have few to no appropriate skills for dealing with people who are bothersome but not malicious. They really believe they're always entitled to respond with antagonism whenever someone gets on their nerves. These same people also all believe that NPD is the Bad Person Disorder and believe narcissistic abuse is a real thing.
Sigh. Sometimes I wanna shake people by the shoulders and tell them "You are not smart, you are not clever, you are hypervigilant - and your stubbornness is turning you into the exact kind of person you think you're avoiding."
You know that guy who said that conspiracy thinking and critical thinking feel the same? Same kinda thing here. Acting on paranoia feels like being clever because your brain thinks you're protecting yourself from threats. But you're actually just being an asshole.
My cat talked me down from the ledge last night. Not literally-- as I doubt she would choose something so mundane as her first words to me, and I was not actively standing on a ledge. I was drafting a suicide note, and she demanded cuddles. We've been together for 17 and a half years, and the thought occurred to me that for all her self-sufficiency, she would have a rather difficult time adjusting to life without me at her age. So, I'll keep on keeping on. Just for her.
haruhi fujioka, pictured moments before disaster
The disaster in question
Leonid Pasternak (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work
oh leonid, we're really in it now
Leonid, you really understand it.
Save me Leonid, from my empty Word document
Leonid what should I do about the emails
Babe are you okay? you reblogged Leonid Pasternak's Torments of Creative Work again
Leonid Pasternak is the best! My favorite of his is The Night Before The Exam (1895).
My man Leonid continues to be relatable
What is that guy on the right doing instead of studying? My brain insists he’s knitting
@krakenartificer I'm pretty sure he is cleaning his pipe with a handkerchief, but my brain also said he was knitting at first lol
reblog if people r allowed to send u asks as if theyre ur friend. wanna tell me how ur day went? do it!!! ask me for advice? sure! ask a personal question? go right on ahead!
I may not know anyone on here personally, and I'm not (nor have I ever been) very skilled in the making of friends, but... um
Friendship is welcome
I hate how people will look at popular indie artists who had one or two songs go viral on TikTok and start making fun of anybody who listens to them. "Oh you listen to Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Jack Stauber, Glass Animals, and Mother Mother? Tsk, don't you know that is stupid TikTok neurodivergent white transmasc preteen music? It's so mid and bad you should listen to real music–" you are a pit of misery
People can't just say "I don't like this music" anymore they gotta call you gay and autistic for listening to a band that had one song go viral
just gonna drop this here
An important part of development (beginning in childhood and going way into seniority) is to be corny. To try new things, spread your wings, and don't forget Icarus also needed to stay above the ocean.
It hasn't been this bad for a while. I guess it's depression? The feeling of simply being unable to cope with existence. I don't want to allow myself to think because then I will think about how I'm just a failure who can not do anything right. I don't want to allow myself to be perceived because I know that, right now, I am useless. I have responsibilities, things I need to do, and people and pets who depend on me....but I just can't. Screaming inside my head, telling myself to just do /something/, bribing and threatening myself in equal turns....but nothing works. I'm still stuck. I hate myself. I think I should really just not exist in this world, and then I tell myself it's the depression talking and I should be kinder to myself. I just don't know how to get myself moving again. I feel lost at sea. Screaming will not help. Rowing is ineffectual. All I can do is stare at the sky until the current takes me to shore.