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@paleanchorlove
You always tell me everything about your life and I always listen in absolute enthusiasm but why do you always look so tired and fed up to listen to mine?
Bad timing sweetheart. I swear I am excited to hear but then I was exhausted from having to be nice to my mom's stupid friend for 2h
Guillermo del Toro was like "I hate it when the happy ending is the monster turning human" and by God he's right (he also hates fascism.)
Tumblr's mature content policy allows flaccid dicks, but not erect ones, and anecdotally, some artists have been able to slip previously auto-flagged pieces under the radar by enflaccinating the penises and making no other changes, which suggests that Tumblr's automatic flagging process has some sort of algorithmic boner detector – and I'm not gonna lie, I'd be fascinated to learn how that works.
Confiscated pens containing cheat notes intricately carved by a student at the University of Malaga, Spain. (2022)
It's a crowded room. They are blasting music you don't like. You borrowed red earphones from a girl who didn't seem that happy to lend you hers- because you broke yours. You didn't have a choice.
Shouldn't I be proud? A new city with noone you've ever known before. I cried hours for a toothache and when they asked you to point to where it hurts , it was not just my tooth. A failing relationship. I send applications for a biology degree but what I really sent out applications for was a time machine to go 2 years back. you refuse to admit that you can't ever go back. That place doesn't exist anymore. And then suddenly you are in a crowded room full of men who doesn't speak the same language as you do. Why do they all laugh at the same time? Am I wrong for doing this? The girls are nothing like girls from back home. I get anxious that there's two hours left and I'm not studying. It takes everything in me to get up in the morning. I leave a room full of laughter because I wanted to study. It's not the first time I wanted to leave a room having fun to study. It's not the first time I'm sad in a room full of people who have exam results. I want to leave. I want to leave. I want to leave. Take me to my fairy lights so I can rest. Please.
Of course they are okay. How do some people stay okay even when they fail? I feel my grades like snake poison in my veins. 'Atleast you didn't fail'. Nooo don't you see? I have failed. I remember not so sweet times from ALs where I put my head down and pretended to sleep and cried. Its happened before and itll happen before. I wish I got grades to match how much I like to work. It's a relationship where you give but you don't get. Why do I feel like that's all there is to my life? To give but never get. I text her like a last test tossed at her like a dice. Please text me back please take care of me this time please I'm not okay please tell me at least this gives me something back please tell it's not just empty effort please please please . The dice falls beneath my feet . It's not a dice. It's a cube with the same answer written on all sides. You don't matter as much as I do. Why do I always think it's a dice? How many times have I thrown this at her crying? swearing that it's the last time. I don't. I really don't matter. I really am alone in the world.
I really am alone.
'It's not a bad thing to be alone in the world darling , I'll always take care of you , you know that. The world isn't going to end because you have one bad grade' The voice . Behind screaming and hits. Behind locked bathroom doors. Behind every single time I've cried. Ofc she hates the voice. 'What do you mean you are sad that she didn't reply? do you think she would comfort you even if she had? All this time , you know her like the back of your hand and she knows you like a distant star. ' I hadn't texted to feel comforted , I had just wanted to know if she'd consider the possibility that I might need her. How do I feel so unloved when somebody says there's no life to them outside of me. How do I feel so alone even when they spend so many time with me. Why does my body immediately stiffen up and my heart starts racing and my breath gets shallow when I think of them . I held on to the bathroom wall to steady myself because I thought of them being in the same room. How do I tell her she's no different to my mother. How do I not mask? I can't be not okay . I can't ever be not okay.
I was alone and it was okay. I was there for myself. I had being sitting on my bed when I realized that I hadn't mattered to anyone. It was calm. As it was a technical issue. The solution was to push them all away. So I held my mom's hand while she drove and told her that I was hyper because I wanted to talk to her. I love you so much . I don't want to tell you things anymore.
I don't want to fight so much just to tell you the same thing over and over again. I lose against the same thing every single time. I can't matter more than your life . It's not that important. Just to throw a broken dice over and over again. It's emancipating. It's a bird out of the cage. It's a farewell party in disguise before the host disappeares . It's not a lie that I repeat to feel okay. I am on my own and it was okay.
How do I tell her this?
Life has its strange way of making sense. I have earpods now. They have saved my life and given me more energy in multiple occasions. I got into the best university in the country , the biology degree makes sense now. I caught up to my bad grade by doing my absolute best. I did a cloud solutions presentation, that I successfully finished today that opened my eyes and made me want to change the world. I went to Dubai. My mother got over her abusive relationship and for the first time , she shut that man out of her clinic. I started doing my makeup better. My friends were right , he was in love with me. I found out that I can infact watch 3D films even if I had to wear the glasses. I missed my bus several times , but I caught it today. I actually talked to Korean people for like a long time and they said that my accent was good. I like my body enough that someone told me to try out modelling today. I got the dress code wrong and wore red midst a group of black and white dressed people. I crocheted a little bit more. I made an app 2 weeks ago , I made it in a library computer three days before my deadline, it works perfectly. I finished the diagrams in the bus and submitted it 1min 58s before deadline. I actually started doing one like literally 15mins before. I finished it tho. And it was perfect.
In Dubai , I got leftover by the metro.My mom took one and I couldn't get in. I laughed the entire time at that happening to me. I didn't panic. I took the next one and my mom actually hugged me. I felt so human :).
Ofc in life , somethings doesn't work out. Like how I couldn't help her. Like how I can't help her. And how there's a constant void in my chest on days like this. The realization of time flowing and how I can't do much about it. But it was untrue that I didn't matter to anyone. It was a mere hallucination. An illusion. The butterfly effect is true. And I am certainly more impactful than a butterfly. It was hard to notice sometimes. But then my friend did my assignment for me because he didn't want me to fail and I had a valid excuse. And then my other friend said she was thankful that I called and I was helping her cope with living alone. And she said that she did try adding cheese into her spaghetti and it did become better. And another said that she was glad I distracted her from her presentation and made her less anxious. You almost never not matter to anyone. You actually do make much more of a difference because everyone has things that they can offer.
I like being human. I like being human with its happiness and sorrow. It was wondrous. And I hope I remember this when I'm struck by illusions like the last time. Life always works out.
Always.
Also: while we’re doing checkpoints, make sure you’re on WiFi and not data
And unclench your jaw
If you need to use the bathroom you have to do that now
Please get that drink of water and remember your meds
If you can’t remember the last time you showered/brushed your teeth here’s your sign to try and do those today
Set an alarm for tomorrow if you need to!
Get up and stretch. If you cannot, stretch your hands/wrists/fingers.
“The best way to a mans heart is through his stomach.”
The surgeon was fired later that day.
Jeff, I heard oral works too…
We will have to test this hypothesis 🤔
Rebloging this with the code words that I want to say
Code Bubbles - I'm uncomfortable with this sexual situation. I don't want to have this sexual interaction. High alert version. Need immediate care.
Code Soap - I'm uncomfortable with this sexual situation. I don't want to have this sexual interaction. Mild alert version. Just change the subject.
Code Food Colouring - We are texting and you seem occupied. We can always text later. I'm okay with texting later . You don't have to explain why you are having a hard time
Code Fabric Colouring - We are texting and you seem occupied. I need to know why because I'm getting slightly anxious because I really want to text you rn.
you’re so adorable and you don’t even realize it !! you brighten every room you walk into with your presence and you glow as bright as a star !! how is it even possible to be so cute but unaware !!
It's a crowded room. They are blasting music you don't like. You borrowed red earphones from a girl who didn't seem that happy to lend you hers- because you broke yours. You didn't have a choice.
Shouldn't I be proud? A new city with noone you've ever known before. I cried hours for a toothache and when they asked you to point to where it hurts , it was not just my tooth. A failing relationship. I send applications for a biology degree but what I really sent out applications for was a time machine to go 2 years back. you refuse to admit that you can't ever go back. That place doesn't exist anymore. And then suddenly you are in a crowded room full of men who doesn't speak the same language as you do. Why do they all laugh at the same time? Am I wrong for doing this? The girls are nothing like girls from back home. I get anxious that there's two hours left and I'm not studying. It takes everything in me to get up in the morning. I leave a room full of laughter because I wanted to study. It's not the first time I wanted to leave a room having fun to study. It's not the first time I'm sad in a room full of people who have exam results. I want to leave. I want to leave. I want to leave. Take me to my fairy lights so I can rest. Please.
Of course they are okay. How do some people stay okay even when they fail? I feel my grades like snake poison in my veins. 'Atleast you didn't fail'. Nooo don't you see? I have failed. I remember not so sweet times from ALs where I put my head down and pretended to sleep and cried. Its happened before and itll happen before. I wish I got grades to match how much I like to work. It's a relationship where you give but you don't get. Why do I feel like that's all there is to my life? To give but never get. I text her like a last test tossed at her like a dice. Please text me back please take care of me this time please I'm not okay please tell me at least this gives me something back please tell it's not just empty effort please please please . The dice falls beneath my feet . It's not a dice. It's a cube with the same answer written on all sides. You don't matter as much as I do. Why do I always think it's a dice? How many times have I thrown this at her crying? swearing that it's the last time. I don't. I really don't matter. I really am alone in the world.
I really am alone.
'It's not a bad thing to be alone in the world darling , I'll always take care of you , you know that. The world isn't going to end because you have one bad grade' The voice . Behind screaming and hits. Behind locked bathroom doors. Behind every single time I've cried. Ofc she hates the voice. 'What do you mean you are sad that she didn't reply? do you think she would comfort you even if she had? All this time , you know her like the back of your hand and she knows you like a distant star. ' I hadn't texted to feel comforted , I had just wanted to know if she'd consider the possibility that I might need her. How do I feel so unloved when somebody says there's no life to them outside of me. How do I feel so alone even when they spend so many time with me. Why does my body immediately stiffen up and my heart starts racing and my breath gets shallow when I think of them . I held on to the bathroom wall to steady myself because I thought of them being in the same room. How do I tell her she's no different to my mother. How do I not mask? I can't be not okay . I can't ever be not okay.
I was alone and it was okay. I was there for myself. I had being sitting on my bed when I realized that I hadn't mattered to anyone. It was calm. As it was a technical issue. The solution was to push them all away. So I held my mom's hand while she drove and told her that I was hyper because I wanted to talk to her. I love you so much . I don't want to tell you things anymore.
I don't want to fight so much just to tell you the same thing over and over again. I lose against the same thing every single time. I can't matter more than your life . It's not that important. Just to throw a broken dice over and over again. It's emancipating. It's a bird out of the cage. It's a farewell party in disguise before the host disappeares . It's not a lie that I repeat to feel okay. I am on my own and it was okay.
CBS elementary is absolutely bonkers, okay?
Sherlock crashes Joan’s car in the first episode. This is never addressed again.
Sherlock goads Joan into an illegal autopsy after he kept doing it wrong
One time Sherlock comes home with a human head and has no idea where he got it
Moriarty has a daughter who is kidnapped. Sherlock and Joan have to rescue her. With Moriarty.
Moriarty kills someone who tries to assassinate Joan and then sends her a letter basically equaling out to “only me kill you <3″
Joan beats up a cop in a boxing ring. Then she annoys Joan again so Joan prepares for round #2.
Joan shaves Sherlock’s head on purpose. At his request. He is bald or almost bald for several episodes.
Someone mocks Sherlock and Joan asks the man “what’s the hardest you’ve ever been hit?”
Joan threatens to stab Sherlock in the thigh with a push-pin if he doesn’t pay attention to a meeting (she has the push pin the whole scene in her hand)
Sherlock and Joan take down an entire drug gang in like a weekend.
Sherlock goads Gregson into marrying his girlfriend for insurance.
They keep roosters for like four episodes because Sherlock is trying to teach them to get along
Lestrade takes a helicopter to go down the block
“I’m Gay” “I am not” “No that’s my name. But I am actually gay, so it saves time.” “How efficient.”
Sherlock becomes friends with a serial killer
Sherlock and Joan need help with a case so they go visit a detective in stolen antiquities who demands their help with a SEPERATE case that Sherlock solves in ten seconds
“Tell me you didn’t start that fire” “I didn’t start that fire”
Sherlock’s solution to dealing with annoying neighbors is to start sculpting bushes with a chainsaw
In order to stop Marcus from assaulting someone, Sherlock assaults them first
Joan gets attacked by a serial killer and when Sherlock looks at her with big puppy eyes of apology she tells him that she’ll break his rib if he apologizes
One of Marcus’ professors refuses to teach Marcus because of a grudge they hold against Sherlock
“I’ve been robbed. How offensive.”
A LOT of people Joan knew get murdered (this is weird now that I’m thinking about it, I can think of at least three people)
Mycroft and Joan dated
“Her first hidden body, you must be so proud.” “You’re jesting, but I am.”
“You don’t know I play the violin?” “Until last week I didn’t know you ate food.”
Sherlock gets into a disagreement with his father and his solution to dealing with his frustration is to squeeze an entire honey jar down the drain
Joan publishes a book detailing Sherlock’s life SOLEY for revenge after Reichenbach
No one can understand Sherlock’s texting except for Joan, who used the fact he WASN’T talking like a teenager to realize he’d been kidnapped
“It’s the orange high lighter, it always brings bad luck.”
Joan dyes her hair blonde to deal with a personal crises
Joan and Sherlock lie under oath about breaking into people’s houses because they “heard puppies and babies under distress”
“Holmes and Watson are tracking down some sort of Holmes and Watson thing.”
Joan’s adoption lawyer lies about failing to notify her of meetings and Sherlock gets a king involved
Joan meets her sister because her sister runs an illegal poker game
Clyde. Just. Clyde
Joan’s mother tells her that she thinks Joan’s brother is having an affair and when Joan vents her frustration about this, Sherlock tells her she can (and should) cut off her family
The first half of season three is basically Joan and Sherlock mentoring/parenting Kitty
Sherlock was SO CONFIDENT that his father wouldn’t show up to the meeting that he hired an actor to stand-in for his father (and he was right)
A consistent running gag of the series is Sherlock waking up Joan in new and strange ways
“Uncle Detective” “My child is not calling you detective.”
“What does the moon landing have to do with someone trying to kill your father?” “Nothing. Or everything.”
I'm bisexual for one man and one man only that is for Tao Xu from Heartstopper
And I'm sorry but it's prolly all those 'your mom' comebacks he fired at Harry
I'm bisexual for one man and one man only that is for Tao Xu from Heartstopper
Talin Tahajian, “It’s November again” [ID in ALT]
There are many primers on how to start with Ursula K. Le Guin, all of them perfectly fine, but I haven’t seen any that just go with “Start with what’s available and easily accessible”.
“The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas” is available online, and it’s only four typewritten pages. Confession: I hadn’t read this until today. You may think, as I did, because you know the story through osmosis (as probably many people who are familiar with sci-fi do) you don’t need to read it. You would be wrong.
This website has collated stories that are available online. They all appear to be from free sources like Baen, Lightspeed, and Clarkesworld.
On Le Guin’s personal website there is a great deal of stuff: poetry (original and in translation), book excerpts, interviews, and writing advice.
She blogged pretty extensively for many years, and there’s some lovely stuff in there. Her penultimate entry was about her cat Pard and the Time Machine. (just Ctrl + F for “pard” on the archive index. Trust me.)
Don’t let me stop you from going to the library or your online bookstore of choice to get her books, of course, but there’s plenty of stuff available that you don’t have to go very far to access.
