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[etirabys]

can anyone find me that mesopotamian clay tablet telling you to marry a party girl because she'll bring you joy

[mentalwires]

It's from the "Maxims of Ptahhotep", purportedly written by a 96-year-old vizier to pass on his wisdom to his son:

If you marry a good-time girl

A joyful woman known to her town,

If she is wayward,

and revels in the moment,

do not reject her, but instead let her enjoy;

joyfulness is what marks calm water.

[etirabys]

yay ty. Between the above and the links in the mentions we have 3 translations total

[fatsexybitch]

Happy Wife Happy Life is 4.5k years old

[assortedinsanities]

Other sites also have the "Does anyone have this image?" posts, but only on tumblr you'll find "Does anyone have that mesopotamien clay tablet?" posts.

[sensiblereblogifposts]

Reblog if you have that Mesopotamian clay tablet

[malcolm-f-tucker]

I wish people would stop saying “It’s July. Well done for wasting half a year.” Did you make someone smile in the past six months? Did you stroke a cat or throw a stick for a dog? Did you learn a new fact or teach someone a new joke? Did you laugh, cry, scream or sing in the past six months? Because if so, congratulations for not wasting your time at all.

[malcolm-f-tucker]

Happy 10th birthday to this, my post of all time. Glad to have spent the last 10+ years wasting my time on tumblr with you all 💖

[trans-ralsei]

[trans-ralsei]

[caughtthedarkness93]

I love my job, but reblogging employment jelly for someone else I love.

[technically-human]

Recharging II (Chorb version)

[i-am-a-fish]

YO SHOUT OUT TO THE BISEXUALS

IT'S FUCKIN SATURDAY!

THE BISEXUALS

[emeraldcas]

reblog for something very lgbt to happen to you on nov 5th

[godtrauma]

STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]

[cisthoughtcrime]

[wastelesscrafts]

What do you suggest to mend ribbed cuffs on hoodies? I have plenty of hoodies and unfortunately there are holes on my cuffs. I have no idea how it happened either.

Honestly? Whenever that happens to mine, I never know how it happened, either.

Mending ribbed cuffs:

It might not seem like it because the knitting’s often very small, but ribbed cuffs are usually knitted cuffs. This means they stretch, something we’ll have to take into account when mending them.

There’s a few ways you could mend these cuffs. Let’s take a look:

Techniques:

If it’s a small hole, get some matching thread and fix up the hole with a ladder stitch. You could leave it like that, or hide your mend by embroidering over it.

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You could also sew a patch over the hole. Note that big patches may make your cuff less stretchy.

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If the cuff’s edge is fraying badly, you could also embroider over the edge, or sew on a new strip of fabric (note that these fixes may stop your cuff from stretching).

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Another option is to darn your cuff. Use matching thread to minimise the visibility of your mend, or contrasting thread to make your mend a design element.

If you use a woven darning technique, the cuff will look nice but you’ll lose some of your stretch. If your cuffs’ knitting isn’t too tiny, you can avoid this by using Swiss darning or a duplicate stitch instead, depending on the type of damage you’re trying to repair.

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If all fails, you’ll have to replace the cuffs.

You’ll find ribbed fabric or even replacements cuffs at most craft stores. Of course, you could also remove a cuff from a different hoodie and sew it onto the one you’re trying to repair, or try to find a worn-out ribbed garment that could be cut up for a new cuff. Old socks are great for this.

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If you’re a knitter, you could also knit your own cuff! Remove the damaged cuff from your hoodie (with a seam ripper if possible, but just cutting them off is an option too). Either pick up stitches on your existing sleeve and knit a new cuff in the round, or knit a separate cuff (either in the round, or straight and sewn together) and sew it onto your sleeve once it’s finished.

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Conclusion:

Holes in cuffs happen a lot. They’re near our hands, and we use our hands all the time, so they get snagged easily. If my suggestions seem a little daunting, just stick to a good old ladder stitch and you’ll be fine. If not: be as creative as you want!

[adhdconfusion]

Person: “What’s your favorite song?”

Me with no object permanence: “UhHhHhh, it’s hard to choose.”

[timemachinetyrant-deactivated20]

Person: “So, what hobbies do you have?” My mind: *goes blank*

[a-kind-of-merry-war]

Some guy: what’s your favourite film?

Me: I have never seen a film in my life

[mariaalenkoshepard]

Someone: tell me something about yourself

Me: *sweating* who??

[roach-works]

quantum physics demonstrates that certain things change state when directly observed. in my case, i change into a moron.

[introvert-unicorn-deactivated20]

Words to describe facial expressions

Absent: preoccupied 

Agonized: as if in pain or tormented

Alluring: attractive, in the sense of arousing desire

Appealing: attractive, in the sense of encouraging goodwill and/or interest

Beatific: blissful

Black: angry or sad, or hostile

Bleak: hopeless

Blinking: surprise, or lack of concern

Blithe: carefree, lighthearted, or heedlessly indifferent

Brooding: anxious and gloomy

Bug eyed: frightened or surprised

Chagrined: humiliated or disappointed

Cheeky: cocky, insolent

Cheerless: sad

Choleric: hot-tempered, irate

Darkly: with depressed or malevolent feelings

Deadpan: expressionless, to conceal emotion or heighten humor

Despondent: depressed or discouraged

Doleful: sad or afflicted

Dour: stern or obstinate

Dreamy: distracted by daydreaming or fantasizing

Ecstatic: delighted or entranced

Faint: cowardly, weak, or barely perceptible

Fixed: concentrated or immobile

Gazing: staring intently

Glancing: staring briefly as if curious but evasive

Glazed: expressionless due to fatigue or confusion

Grim: fatalistic or pessimistic

Grave: serious, expressing emotion due to loss or sadness

Haunted: frightened, worried, or guilty

Hopeless: depressed by a lack of encouragement or optimism

Hostile: aggressively angry, intimidating, or resistant

Hunted: tense as if worried about pursuit

Jeering: insulting or mocking

Languid: lazy or weak

Leering: sexually suggestive

Mild: easygoing

Mischievous: annoyingly or maliciously playful

Pained: affected with discomfort or pain

Peering: with curiosity or suspicion

Peeved: annoyed

Pleading: seeking apology or assistance

Quizzical: questioning or confused

Radiant: bright, happy

Sanguine: bloodthirsty, confident

Sardonic: mocking

Sour: unpleasant

Sullen: resentful

Vacant: blank or stupid looking

Wan: pale, sickly

Wary: cautious or cunning

Wide eyed: frightened or surprised

Withering: devastating

Wrathful: indignant or vengeful

Wry: twisted or crooked to express cleverness or a dark or ironic feeling

[afeelgoodblog]

Just do what you love!

[ladderofyears]

Basing my life on this mindset since 2018!

[viria]

growth

[darling-i-read-it]

me falling in love with Loki in Thor:

me watching the Loki show now:

[acutelesbian]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

[fat-thin-skinny]

this fucks me up every single time

[acutelesbian]

I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.

After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.

She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.

Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.

The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.

The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.

Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.

[conceitedtrash]

This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now

[thegreenpea]

[syncogon]

“reasons not to kiss her 1.) this sort of love is not allowed. you are both too soft, and the world around you is all knives and chipped teeth 2.) no one ever taught you how to love. your war paint and scarred hands could never hold her like she deserves 3.) no one has ever loved you this full surely you would drown in it all 4.) she belongs in a museum, and you are merely here to gaze. look around you, all the signs scream ‘do not touch’ 5.) she touches you like youre fragile, and if you break you wont be able put yourself together again 6.) she is all bubblegum skies and chapped stick kisses, and you cannot watch the love run out of another persons eyes 7.) if you jump, she might catch you, and then youd have to watch as she tumbled through the dark 8.) her gaze is too gentle. you will not be the one to tell her that not everything can be fixed with a smile 9.) she is so good. she is so good, and you cannot ruin one more good thing 10.) you will not watch her crumble under the weight of your sins. she is too light, too breathless to be caught up in the dizziness of your heart reasons to kiss her 1.) she loves you, and her eyes are closed, and didnt your mother ever tell you not to leave a good thing waiting”

— lessons in listening to your heart, and not your head (via theycallmedizzy)

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

true or false, everyone should be making their best effort 100% of the time, it’s lazy to do otherwise.  

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

excellent! now true or false: leisure time is only valuable if you spend it productively. if you are not creating something or enriching yourself, you are just wasting time.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

terrific work!

so logically, you can stop feeling guilty about “wasting” time on “useless” things, because it’s neither wasteful nor useless if you enjoy it.