formative years? aren’t they all?
show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse
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formative years? aren’t they all?
show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse
you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.
On of the less intuitive things about love, I've found, of any kind, is the importance of needing things.
I didn't realize it until recently, but I've always seen love as something requiring sacrifice, selflessness, patience, and generosity- to ask for nothing is to be the best person I can be, small and quiet and never in the way, always happy and helpful, self-sufficient and present when desired.
It's only as an adult, now, that I'm beginning to see the selfishness of wanting nothing.
I cut my friend's hair in my kitchen the other day. They wanted a trim and I had the skills, so I offered, and was genuinely excited when they stopped hesitating over "bothering me" and took me up on it. It was a peaceful afternoon, and we had tea and chatted for an hour or more.
My brother and I shared popcorn at the movies a while ago. When I came time to pay, I pulled my card out like a wild western sheriff and slapped it on the machine before he could fight me for it first. The satisfaction was delightful.
Someone called me crying on the phone the other day. Kept apologizing for disturbing me at work, talking about how they were bothering me on my lunch break. I was telling the truth when I told them that really, I was flattered and honored and relieved, knowing that if they were hurting I would know, that I didn't have to worry in silence. It felt good to hear them slowly come down, and to know that they knew it would be better soon, and to hear them laugh wetly on the other end. We're getting together for a visit next week.
It's hard to need things, if you've trained yourself not to. It's hard to want things, when you don't know how to want anymore. Trusting people is difficult, and so is relying on them, but I don't know where I'd be without the people who rely on me.
I've heard a lot of people say, "Nobody will love you unless you love yourself". I've had a lot of thoughts about it. It's not right, but it's not wrong, either, I think.
"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... I've always taken that to mean, "You will not be lovable until you develop a positive view of yourself as a person".
Now, I think it's sort of inside-out.
"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... because nobody can show their love to you in a way that you can accept until you treat yourself kindly, and learn what you need, and what you want, and how to ask for it, and then give that vulnerability away.
Love, for me, is someone I ask for a ride to the airport. Whether they end up doing this or not is irrelevant.
It's not needy, or selfish, or taking up energy. It's giving the gift of being wanted, and needed, and thought of. It's giving someone the security of being part of someone's life.
okay??
Please someone find me a photo of this ancient dick lettuce cultivar
“rocky HATE mark” is so funny bc it’s over something relatively minor but also u know that sentient rock holds a grudge. so taking inspo from grace naming a planet after adrian, rocky names a field of space debris after mark & gleefully opts to blow the bigger pieces up. grace sits there in silence bc ‘oh shit how am I gonna tell him about getting exiled from academia or god forbid eva”
And then you had that dream again.
do not go gentle into that good night
be a bit of a bitch about it
can't in good conscience leave this out
“no one is asking for open borders” i am actually
The funniest trans headcanon for the Fire Siblings is that they're both trans and they just took each other's deadname. Their mother was supportive and their father just didn't notice because he doesn't give a fuck about his kids.
Ozai: Azula, my eldest. You're a failure and I hate you.
Zuko: I'm Zuko.
Ozai: I thought Zuko was the shorter one?
Azula: No, you're confused. Zuko is the one that sucks at firebending.
Zuko: Hey!
Ozai: Ah yes, of course.
Ozai: Zuko, my eldest. You're a failure and I hate you.
me: do you think this train touches the overhead wires normally or do you think she gets freaky with it
train conductor who i've been distracting from my lack of ticket for 35 minutes now: y'know i think she gets freaky with it
there's not a single casual bone in my body. everything means something to me
literally
Hawai'i should be independent
I get no notes because as soon as someone finishes reading my post they are compelled to put down their phone and experience the wonders of the world around them with fresh eyes
Because of how bad the post is
isn't it kind of crazy that for any moving vehicle you need to wear a seatbelt but then on buses they're just like fuck it stand up whatever
the worst person you know thinks they're super empathetic. the kindest person you know thinks they're fucked up and evil
I WANT TO LOOK AT THINGS MADE BY HUMAN BEINGS
And also occasionally by pufferfish