Empath problems
When your friend introduces you to someone and you can’t find a way to say “my feelings don’t like this person” w/out sounding like a dick

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Empath problems
When your friend introduces you to someone and you can’t find a way to say “my feelings don’t like this person” w/out sounding like a dick
“I love the fact that I can make people happy, in any form. Even if it’s just an hour of their lives, if I can make them feel lucky or make them feel good, or bring a smile to a sour face, that to me is worthwhile.”
— Freddie Mercury
So my psychiatrist wanted me to take an IQ test and I wasn’t really sure why, the dude is pretty eccentric but I suppose it’s for demographic purposes and you’ll never fuckin guess what I got
OP don’t leave us in suspense
420
“jk it was 158″
I’m not sure if that tag is itself a joke or not but 158 it already an incredibly high iq. You better not be pulled our collective legs here.
No that was the score I got. I’ve taken IQ tests before in high school and was always around 140. It’s just logical intelligence, though. Not social, not artistic, not really even book smarts. It’s basically a score of how good you are at problem solving and isn’t really indicative of your overall intelligence. Honestly I consider myself in all other aspects to be of average intelligence. I have problems with social queues as well and problems retaining information.
also rmemeber the fact that op is a literal fucking astrophysicist. i fucking hope they have an iq like that.
That’s a good point lol I’m good at physics but like….. can’t work an oven and I’m not allowed to use weedwhackers
“Not allowed to use weedwhackers”…plz elaborate
They move fast and cut things including ankles and shins
this is a wonderful post because it shows that people can be a fucking genius but it won’t guarantee they’ll be good at everything
REBLOG IF YOU LOVE DOGS
9 million people fucking love dogs
Here we come 10.
BREAK THE POST
BREAK THE POST
BREAK THE POST
I’ve finally found it again
the elusive 10 million note post
they say no two people reblog it with the same original text
IT’S BACK
LET’S GET TO 11 FRICKIN MILLION
DOOOOOOOOOGGSSS
Lesbians still making posts about how bad it is for bi women to use butch/femme: We know! We heard u! We’re trying to make our own terms and have them used widespread but we need to get the WORD out for them to be commonplace and that’s hard when literally nobody but bis reblog posts talking about bisexuals lol! It’s not like we all follow each other. At this point the only people trying to take ur terms from you are lesphobes or young bi girls who straight up don’t realize they aren’t generic wlw terms because they haven’t learned the history bc literally no one is out here trying to include and teach bisexual kids shit about their gay lineage, everyone’s too busy trying to push it under the rug.
bi equivalent of femme: doe bi equivalent of butch: stag
There are more for nb bis and such you can look into but there’s the basics! Look I’ve even designed flags you can find if you scroll through this tag! (i didnt come up with the terms)
So was no one going to tell me- as a bisexual- that we had our own terms that are like Butch and Femme. Or was I supposed to find that out though this post??
I seriously don’t know enough about my own sexuality.
Wait…what?!
PSA for all the Bi. Y’all people out here spreading education.
PSA for my bi sisters and brothers.
Since OP’s links don’t work:
Image One:
Doe: Feminine bi girl
Stag: Masculine bi girl
Tomcat: Androgynous bi girl
Image Two:
Mage: Feminine bi boy
Knight: Masculine bi boy
Druid: Androgynous bi boy
Image Three:
Dove: Feminine nb bi
Crow: Masculine nb bi
Pigeon: Androgynous nb bi
i literally have not wanted to fucking die more in my life than in this exactly moment and i probably need serious help but i can’t get it
I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money.
“A scam” people are fucking wild.
This happened to me, too. A woman had used WIC for the majority of her stuff (which I say from personal experience is such a long and embarrassing process) and to buy the remainder of her groceries, which included diapers and wipes, she used a card, and it got declined. I bought the other $30 of her groceries because hey, I’ve been there, and now I’m not. She was extremely emotional and began to cry and even hugged me. My mom called me on the drive home and could tell I had been crying myself, asked what was wrong, and when I told her what happened, she berated me for being “duped.” I couldn’t believe she could be so disappointed in one of her children for doing something- nice? Is that the hill you want to die on? Getting mad about people needing groceries?
I once paid for a woman’s bill at the vet…it wasn’t a big one, but she was trying to pay for some medication for her dog, and her card was declined. And her lip started trembling, and she says “I don’t get paid until Tuesday, would he be ok until then?”
So I just told them to add the $20 something onto my bill, and I thought she was going to break down crying right there.
And I don’t care if it was a scam or not. Just do nice things for people sometimes.
Do good recklessly.
I think “Do good recklessly” would be fantastic word art to hang on one’s wall. Artistic people, go!
So this has happened to me but from the other side. Several years ago when my oldest was around three or so, I had my debit card decline at Walmart. It wasn’t a scam or a mistake, I was genuinely broke. Out of money. I checked my bank and discovered I had something like 7 dollars left to my name and a hungry kid and nothing to eat at home. So I sat there trying to come up with the best way to stretch that tiny amount of money to feed my kid. Not even to feed me. I can live on popcorn or something if I have to but my kid was three and he had to eat. So there I am trying really hard not to cry while I slowly take things out of my basket to get it down to under 7 bucks, when a lady tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and she smiled at me and started putting the things back in my cart. I opened my mouth to tell her that I didn’t have the money for them but she stopped me right away and said “Don’t worry about it. It’s gonna be fine.” Then she handed the cashier her credit card and said “Ring up all of it.” My kid got to eat because of her. I got to eat because of her. I had laundry soap and deodorant because of her. She could’ve just ignored me silently struggling in that line. She could’ve decided I was a scam and gone home feeling good about avoiding being duped. But instead she chose to help me and she saved us. So maybe the person struggling in front of you is trying to put one over on you or maybe they are just sad and broke and trying to figure out what to do. You get to decide which you want to believe and what you want to do. But I’ll tell y’all, no one has ever been more beautiful to me than that lady in that line who saved me and my baby. Be like her. Be beautiful.
Do good recklessly
DO BETTER. BE BETTER. STRIVE TO BE BETTER.
DO GOOD RECKLESSLY
One time, my dad and I were living the grocery store and there was a guy outside asking for money to buy some stuff to take home for his kids. It was around Christmas time. My dad asked him if he could give him groceries instead of money, and the guy immediately said yes, so my dad gave him one of everything we bought (meat, rice, some chocolates, milk, oil). At that time, my dad hadn’t gotten his paycheck because the company he worked for was going through a tough time, but he didn’t care, he saw an opportunity to help someone and he did.
Another time, my dad gave 50 bucks to a guy who said he needed to buy medicine for his kids. I told my dad he was probably going to spend the money on alcohol or something, but my dad said that “whether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mine”.
I never forget that.
Can we make Do good recklessly The slogan on 2019
Do Good Recklessly
i have NPC energy cause most of my replies consist on
ok
NICE
hell ye!
no…….
yes?
sdfghjhghjkjDFGHJKGHJJDFGSS
thank you so much!
fuck!
more reasons im a NPC:
if i stand still for too long i start doing idle animations
will only talk to people if they start conversation first
my walking speed is too fast to be walking and too slow to be running
if you talk to me too many times i start repeating dialogue
if you do a small favor for me i will follow you around without questions
i will drop a lot exposition if you ask
sometimes i get stuck on doors
you may stand in a straight line from me holding a corpse but its more than 10 meters so i will not notice
low HP
Know their names and their stories.
If mainstream media won’t share their stories, we will.
Chris Evans helps Regina King up the stairs to the stage after her Oscars win
Okay listen up, all you dudes out there! It’s time for some life lessons from Chris Evans.
Wonder why women are fine with this when he does it, but they find you opening a car door or offering to carry stuff for them annoying? Well, wonder no more! It works like this:
A large number of women have had to learn how to dodge and swerve and sometimes even slap away men’s hands from the time they hit puberty - and sometimes before. Ladies, cis and trans both, are unfortunately experienced at being groped, poked, prodded, “helped”, and otherwise humiliated and threatened by men. Then also there’s the condescending attitude that of course we need a man’s help, and we should be grateful he offered it.
No thanks.
Chris is doing something very different here, and you’ll see it in similar video clips of him at other events. You can read his mental process in his body language. He starts with just clapping and congratulating. He offers nothing until there is a need, which doesn’t happen here until Regina’s shoe gets caught on her dress. Since women have literally tripped up the stairs at this ceremony several times over the years (because the shoe and clothing requirements are ridiculous), it is reasonable at this stage to think that my-shoe-caught-on-my-dress is a problem that actually needs to be addressed. This is when Chris offers.
How he offers matters. He starts with an open hand toward her, but this is a big no-no. Open hands are a red flag. Open hands grope and grab and shove. He quickly corrects by flipping his arm over and offering his forearm instead. This makes it her choice whether to grab on or ignore him. She doesn’t have to contend with a potentially threatening hand while she’s also contending with her dress.
He also bends down a bit to do this. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Chris is kind of a tall, beefy guy. Guys like that can be a bit intimidating without meaning to be, at least when they’re up close. Also, his arm is a bit too high to be useful to her if he stays at his full height. So he bends down. This is even more visible in the video from him doing this for Betty White at the 2015 Oscars, because she’s shorter than Regina, I guess.
He offers his arm for exactly as long as she leans on it. When she lets go, he steps back. This is a guy who isn’t interested in showing off how much she needs his help. He’s just interested in helping, and when he’s not needed, he’s done. He goes back to sit down. He doesn’t hover.
Also, Regina King knows who Chris Evans is. His behavior at work thus far has certainly made it into the rumor mill, thus factoring into whether she accepts help from him. Is he a dudebro or jerk to women at work? That doesn’t appear to be the case.
Women are not helpless. Compared to men, our clothes are more often obstacles to getting where we need to go safely and with our dignity intact, but conversely, we’ve also learned to deal with that better than most men have. It’s not that we never need or want help; like all people, we do sometimes need a hand. It’s just that “some kinds of help are the kinds of help we all could do without.”
If you are offering help to a woman, first make sure she actually appears to be struggling. Second, make yourself as unthreatening as possible and let her do any touching, not the other way around. Third, make sure she can refuse without any consequences. And fourth, back off as soon as she doesn’t need you anymore and let the moment go.
I hadn’t even registered why exactly it was that he was so unthreatening in this and the Betty White assistance incidents, but you’re right. It’s all in the way he helps. It’s not that this is unthreatening behaviour “because he’s Chris Evans” – its because his body language is genuinely unthreatening and merely helpful.
A+ analysis – I hadn’t even registered the details of why and how this behaviour was 100% ok, while from another man (who probably would have gone about it differentky) it might not have been
“when I was little I was always told by my grandmother that when you visit a witch, regardless of whether or not you are asking for anything, you bring an offering. an offering: your heart, his heart, a bottle of whiskey you stole from the liquor cabinet, two perfectly matched clovers, a flask of water from your first beach, a plant you yourself potted, store bought honey and loose leaf tea, a chipped mug that fits well in all hands, anything, everything, your eyes, your ears, a willing and open mind, bring an offering, an offering. I suppose it all depends on the visit and the witch and the giver of a gift, so sometimes I find myself wondering how I have collected t-shirts and bent spoons, snow globes and single earrings that have never been in my ear, candles in my favorite shape and pillows meant for sharing secrets. Maybe I am a witch- I’ve been asked before- but then again, maybe magic is something you simply fall into.”
— accidental magic || O.L.
the ringing’s still there
its like hitting the piano keys with blundering force. sure; the initial impact will startle you, shake you to your core even... but it’s the ringing after that you feel in your chest, rattling you for long after... that’s the most haunting feeling. that ring is the call of suicide, and the initial impact is when all of the loud thoughts inside your head, screaming, crash together to their conclusion
Do you ever hear someone say something about your field of interest that is wrong and you have to stop yourself from physically cringing but you gotta stay strong and cool cause you don’t wanna be ‘That NerdTM’?
there is no deep meaning to this, this is when I see people refering to Excalibur as “The Sword in The Stone”
Wait I though the sword in the stone is Excalibur. What is it then?
The Sword in the Stone is Caliburn, and was the way be became king. Excalibur was the sword given to him by the Lady of the Lake after he broke Caliburn fighting King Pellinore.
I have been educated today and I appreciate it
I did not expect everyone else to also like swords this much.
1) Thank you, Kap, for clearing up this misconception.
2) I am always down to be That Nerd™
So I got bored and decided to do some light sketching. I like how this turned out, I might even color it later ☺️
“In a dilapidated diner off of highway 51 I found where the lost find themselves. There is no name for it the place where Martha is working every time I have found myself there, the eerie neon sign gives off a glow simply reading Diner. 1am after a party I was not invited to I stop. Driving has always made me nervous, the way the sun sets, dimming the sky, and the moon peaks over the horizon waiting for its time the parking lot is small, the booths are small, the inside is so, so small, but the personality is big. A man who has to be someone’s favorite grandpa is behind the counter hollering out orders that seem to make no sense “one patty, extra happy” “no pickles, too sour for that smile” “fry down, moving on from the ground” maybe it’s because I’ve never been a fry cook but the man at the counter who seems to be fading, seemingly out of date and out of place in a suit made only for those in the grave smiles down at his burger the girl younger than I am in the back corner sucks down a milkshake quicker than her heavy eyes can blink and her smile looks a little fuller even Martha, whose eyes project a horror, looks a little wholer when she sets a plate down for someone else I wonder how many souls have passed through here, whether I will one day, not today; it is not a place for me now. Perhaps a year ago, I would have had one last meal, but I smile, drop a dollar in the tip jar, and leave without ordering.”
— Liminal Space || O.L. (via poetbitesback)
“I can’t find it. you are looking out the window and the cotton fields run by in a blur of green and white, green, white there is nothing behind your eyes, they have faded from the sky and fallen to a place that I can’t recognize there used to be so much life inside of you. somewhere along the road between finding yourself and finding a home you gave up and abandoned the bags of yourself in the old motel room where we drank instant coffee I’m not sure this is something we can replace in a gas station convenience store, but I’ll keep searching through the fast food wrappers and the toll tickets that sit piled on the dashboard after all, this is a journey and it wouldn’t be anything without a little searching”
— road trips through the lost country || O.L. (via poetbitesback)