Secretly actually a ghost

I'm Barry/Berrie/Niin, 25, white USAmerican, TME, intersex arofluxabro genderfluid lesbian. He/she/they/it really anything as long as it's clear. approach me with kindness and u will be correct. don't touch me if ur a terf, exclus, or right-wing.

[dogdownloader]

the worst part about the stereotype that young people are lazy is that it makes so much of our work seem invalid. i know so many kids who have 6+ hours of homework a day, do sports/extracurricular activities, have jobs, get less than 5 hours of sleep a night from studying, and still get dismissed as being lazy just cause their room isn’t clean

[jemthecrystalgem]

I used to get fucking straight A’s and everyone still joked about how lazy I was because I was too depressed to keep my room clean. I’m still furious about that.

[localcryptic]

had a dream that someone suggested the best gender neutral form of address would be Mþ (pronounced Myth) and i immediately said "mith me with that gay shit HEYOOO" and woke up at 4:30am hanging sideways off of my bed

[throathole]

Part of getting older is realizing how absolutely insane it is that basically every form of media is constantly trying to convince us that the most interesting moments of the lived human experience are happening in HIGH SCHOOL…… girl who gives a flying fuck what 16 year olds are doing.

[dragongirlsweetie]

trans women: ugh i'm so tired of being seen as a disgusting worthless sex object

50% of people: aww don't worry i see you as a desireable sex object <3

other 50% of people: i just combed through your social media account and found out you have expressed sexuality several times before, even as recently as just last week. if you're not gonna be perfectly chaste and completely repress this emotion that most people have then you can't expect people not to see you as a sex object. you basically are one anyways

[speciesofleastconcern]

[morrak]

My first biology professor had an ‘inadequacy drawer’ full of things to remind him he wasn’t, in fact, the dumbest and laziest person to ever exist. It was mostly Darwin, notably these two bits:

‘But I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything.’

‘I am going to write a little Book for Murray on orchids and today I hate them worse than everything.’

[funkyness]

“I am at work on the second vol. of the Cirripedia, of which creatures I am wonderfully tired: I hate a Barnacle as no man ever did before, not even a Sailor in a slow-sailing ship.”

-Charles Darwin on a letter to his cousin

[rhube]

Charles Darwin: unexpected depression hero.

[sophiamcdougall]

I knew about “I am very poorly and very stupid and hate everybody and everything,” but not the others. 

“I hate myself, I hate clover, and I hate bees” is A Mood.

[anima-beata]

My favorite Darwinism: “I am dying by inches, from not having any body to talk to about insects”.  Hits me right at the center of my hyperfixated soul.

[dwellerinthelibrary]

I hate a Barnacle as no man ever did before

[cakesandfail]

“The work has been turning out badly for me this morning and I am sick at heart and oh my God how I do hate species & varieties”

[vocabulary-altering-posts]

PHRASES ADDED!

“I hate myself, I hate clover, and I hate bees”

“But I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything.”

“I am going to write a little Book for Murray on orchids and today I hate them worse than everything.”

“I hate a Barnacle as no man ever did before.”

“I am dying by inches, from not having any body to talk to about insects.“

“The work has been turning out badly for me this morning and I am sick at heart and oh my God how I do hate species & varieties.”

[stealingyourbones]

Every single week I cycle through a different coffee shop in my town and ask the barista to make me their favorite drink in a medium. I have an entire spiel:

“All milk is fine, caffeinated and not caffinated i’m game, hot and iced both work, it can be coffee or tea or anything.”

It has yet to fail me. Every time I have tried a new drink I never would have thought to try and every one I’ve had has been amazing. The true delight I’ve seen in baristas faces pondering on what to make me and the joy they have when I like the drink always makes my day and I hope it makes theirs too. It’s the little things of kindness that can make someone’s day and I feel that it helps the world be kinder. Highly recommend doing this yourselves.

[stealingyourbones]

Just went to a place I go to more often near work and I got a “oh! It’s you!! :D” from one of the baristas when I gave my order. Made my day :)

[stealingyourbones]

Update: me and the most common coffee shop I go to’s baristas and I are now friends :)

[stealingyourbones]

PEOPLE ARE SAYING IM AN AU OR PROMPT IM NOT A PROMPT IM A REAL BOY I PROMISE

[stealingyourbones]

Additional update: I wrote a good review/feedback for the coffee shop and corporate really liked my review, so now everyone in the coffee shop knows my name, knows I gave the review because my order is unique, and I was given a free breakfast sandwich in appreciation.

[brokeyourbones]

how do you feel about living everybody's dream of being in a coffee au. bones fanfiction for real??

should we write a crack fic based on this

should we.

yes

yes

no

Voting ended onApr 5, 2025

[borkyno-deactivated20160330]

have i told you guys about the time that i classically conditioned my kindergarten class

[borkyno-deactivated20160330]

I got like 4 anons asking about this so I guess I didn’t:

     omg. okay, so basically, I was a “gifted kid” which was code for fucken nerd ass bitch, so i would constantly just stare off into space during class while everyone else was tryna figure out what the fuck our teacher was tryna say. Anyway, I was learning about chemistry and biology outside of school(i know what a fucking nerd amirite ladies), and my dad got me a book that talked about all these famous psychological experiments.

    So chapter one was, would you have guessed it, Pavlov’s dog. I thought it my be fun to try something to that extent with my classmates. Now, keep in mind, being a nerdy ass brown kid in a school full of white ppl meant that I wasn’t exactly popular, and no one really talked to me in class or cared what I was doing.

   Everyday, at 9:45 am, our teacher would announce that it was snacktime, and everyone would fucking sprint to their cubbies to grab their lunchboxes like it was the goddamn hunger games. Kindergarten kids didn’t really have a concept of time, so i used this to my advantage. At 9:45 as my teacher would walk up to announce snacktime, I would knock on my desk really quickly three times. It was rly subtle, and I wasn’t sure that it would work.

   So after two or three weeks, I decided to have some fun. Thirty minutes after school began at like 8:30 or something, I tapped knocked on the desk. Half the class turned their heads and looked straight at the cubbies. 3 boys got up and were about to run to get their lunchbox. One girls stomach started growling REALLY loudly. The teacher had to take 5 minutes to get everyone to calm down and one kid started crying because he thought it was snacktime and he was so shocked and destroyed.

   Realizing that I had basically dog trained the whole class, I burst out laughing so hard I fell out of my chair and cut my head on the tile floor and got sent home early because I was laughing so hard they thought I had a concussion or something. When I explained what happened to my dad he left the room, but I could hear him losing it in the hallway. 

   So everytime now that I learn about classical conditioning in my Neuroscience classes, I have to fight to keep a straight face

[gazanarchive]

Two men smoking pipe, with musical instrument and rifle, old Palestine.

[tatarstani-deactivated20250806]

????

[tatarstani-deactivated20250806]

does he know ussr not exist since 90s…

[enbaluka-tokyo-drift]

Trump is Hamas....

[hesperocyon-lesbian]

I wasn’t exaggerating in my tags btw, look at this shit. Full on blueanon in its purest form

[tgirl-thucydides]

[dr-docktor]

[yr-tiktok-mom]

[t4t4t]

[exigencelost]

I don’t remember if this was in the book or if I heard her tell a story in an interview, but I learned somewhere years ago that when Allison Bechdel sent her mother a draft copy of Are You My Mother? (Bechdel’s frankly very exposing graphic memoir about her relationship with her mother), asking for, I don’t know? Feedback? Permission? Absolution? her mother’s whole and entire response was “It coheres.” Two words and a period. And it’s absolutely true about that book and the most impressive thing about it, actually. The book collages an enormous amount of time and space and thought into a coherent piece of art. It could so easily have failed to do so, but it succeeded. I think about this all the time both because of the efficiency of Bechdel’s mother’s commentary and the myriad conclusions I find myself itching to leap to about her personality based on that single anecdote, but also because it got my thinking about coherence as an artistic value. As perhaps the final artistic value. So, you had something to say. Did you say it?

[exigencelost]

If I remember correctly it was an email, too, without a greeting or salutation, which is so white christian northeasterner it makes me want to scream. Not the point.

[exigencelost]

Like. Ms Helen Bechdel did not choose to share whether she considered her daughter’s work truthful, or necessary, or kind. She did not corroborate or contradict Allison Bechdel’s story about her. She only acknowledged that the story cohered. Which like, point one, master stroke, because it means she’s interacting with the work as a reader rather than as a character, but point two, maybe a story doesn’t actually have to be truthful or necessary or kind. Maybe that isn’t what storytelling is. Maybe a story just has to cohere. Certainly someone being told a story from the outside doesn’t have the tools to know if a story was honest. When you’re told a story you only know if it coheres. How much of what we think of as honesty and courage in storytelling is really just coherence. I’ve been a little crazy about this anecdote since I was roughly fifteen.

[draconym]

Ripley has a very good grasp of the word “touch” and we often use it as a command word to get him to try to be less afraid of new things or to ask his permission to pet him. He knows if we ask him to “touch” a person or object, he’ll be praised for gently tapping his beak against it. He also knows exactly what we mean when we ask him not to touch something,

Today I yelled at him for biting the wall and he did probably the pettiest thing I’ve ever seen him do: he went around touching stuff in the room and saying “no” and staring at me to make sure I was watching him do it.

[peoplegettingreallymadatcards]

[punkrock-bottom]

Customer started yelling at me because I was 1 minute late to open the shop so I banned him from shopping with us and locked the door on him. Play stupid games.

[punkrock-bottom]

This man had the audacity to come back at the end of the day as I was closing up by the fucking way. Ranting and raving about how he had been mistreated and that no one had even bothered to reply to his complaint email all day

Well I had the UNBRIDLED joy of informing him that not only had I seen his email, which was insanely abusive towards me for the crime of being 1 minute late and not putting up with his shit first thing in the morning, but that I was also the manager who he demanded to speak to, and I’d now also had our IT team block his IP address from being able to contact us or order with us ever again.

I should’ve been allowed to castrate the man but this will have to do

[punkrock-bottom]

Okay this got way more notes than I was expecting so I feel like I should add some important context here. I’m not management. I’m not even middle management I’m just some guy that works here. I don’t have the authority to do any of this I just like lying to customers

[kremlin]

love it when you look up a word’s pronunciation and only get the formal Linguist zalgotext-style version. like damn i guess i’m not using that word.

[mtxyqmpsfqklt]

once you work out IPA you can experience this feeling with the second, weirder layer of IPA where people try to describe not the sounds people believe they're making but the ones that they "actually" make

[fruityyamenrunner]

[vriskakinnieaynrand]

[up-north-values]

damn i guess I'm not reading that post.

[tgirl-thucydides]

[jessthecheesewitch]