Entirely too long rants for no good reason

Anyone know how this stuff works?

[scribeherself]

Yearning looks so beautiful on you.

[thewindowofthesummerhouse]

Esteban Maroto

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Ever since i started wearing sunscreen i have been able to control energy fields But it only works when im on the train and i have to stay perfectly still

[dogpuppy]

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bat family omegaverse fanfiction

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apparently there’s a “Neurodivergent & Queer Support Group” at my community college, and while I know that title just means they strive to support both groups of people it’s still funny to see those terms put together like that. It almost makes it look like being queer is a psychological disorder like adhd or autism or depression, made even funnier by the thought that that very idea of queerness being a mental disorder, something that’s legitimately wrong with you, is one that queer people have long been fighting to get rid of

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honestly the worst part about being sick is your nose getting raw.

it’s not enough that I have a headache, a sore throat, and a runny nose, no—if I want to deal with one of those issues, I have to cause myself pain unless I stick this icky, smelly goop under my nose. And even then I hurt a little.

could someone just kill me instead? please?

Sorry for the rant :P

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I try to give advice and comfort people every now and then and I’ve been told that you should only give advice or comfort people in ways that would work for yourself. The problem with that is I’m weird. Normal people advice doesn’t work for me because I don’t usually understand it, so normally it’s the weird advice that works. As such, I tend to give out weird advice when a friend is hurting—stuff like “I just… pull myself out of panic attacks.” or “Being optimistic is a whole lot more fun than being pessimistic. That sucked.”

Those two even seem normal, except there’s a strange sort of self-believing logic to them that makes them useless statements to most people. Including most of my friends.

But my closest ones always still seem comforted. For a few, I know it’s because I just empathize with them and say the meaningless placations everyone expects when they tell you what’s wrong, but for the rest, I know it’s because they know I’m trying my best. My best friend ever still doesn’t understand how I think or what I mean most of the time, but he knows that when I’m giving advice, I mean it. I mean every word I say, and that includes the times I tell him that I hate to see him hurt. He knows that I’m doing my best, and he understands that although my brain just works differently and the advice probably won’t work for him directly, I’m still even trying to mould it into something he can use. And just that seems to help him.

Tell your friends you love them more. Tell them you care, and lend them that ear. Give them your advice and mean what you say. Even the placations. Even the “uh huh”s and the “uh oh”s.

Just being genuine in your care for another can soothe their soul, even if they don’t get your perspective.

Sorry for the rant :P

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I made a thing

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this is a weird thing to realize at 8am but I’m only just now realizing that I see the “:P” emotion rather differently than I suspect most people do

I literally see it as a mildly exasperated figure sticking his tongue straight out (directly in front of him, not at the corner of his mouth) at the world almost like a “I’m just done with this” middle finger to the general universe

and you know what? that’s kinda unfortunate.

for years people have probably thought I’m using that emoticon in odd places, and although I know most people already think I’m crazy and odd—which, fair enough, honestly—it still sucks that this particular way to use it might not actually be crazy, but there are probably so few people that might even think I’m using it the way I do, while the rest will just assume I’m insane.

Sorry for the rant :P

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I wonder if there are psychologists and therapists that specialize in dealing with really smart people. Are highly intelligent people the same as the rest of us when they’re told they're wrong or that they need to change—do they take it in stride? do they outright deny it because they think they know better? are they more self aware? do they follow the advice better? worse?

I like to think it would be a relatively similar spread of reactions, just maybe stretched out further on both extremes—some of them are SUPER self aware, so they easily recognize and fix their mistakes, while others are the complete opposite and alienate everyone around them (mad scientists?).

Sorry for the rant :P

[64mpg]

uh oh i miss something i can’t name again. i want to go home to something that doesn’t exist again. does anyone have a gun

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“I need you now but I don’t know you yet”

“IDK You Yet,” Alexander 23

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lately many of my thoughts have been have been voiced Eddy, the sardonic and rude house intelligence from Lab Rats, the 2012 disney xd show, and I don’t know how to feel about that. it’s funny, and I mostly don’t mind, but should I be concerned?

for reference, I haven’t watched Lab Rats since lockdowns were still going on. I had to look up the character’s name just to write this post. all I can remember is that he hated his creator’s new wife and constantly called her ugly, but I’m pretty sure that’s just because he was gay for the dude.

sorry for the mini rant :P

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trying to explain to someone that the problem is them not listening is the definition of insanity

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Being depressed and having adhd has to be one of the mental concoctions of all time. First you gotta take all your meds at the right time (which is impossible for someone with time blindness) then you have to spend the focus from your adhd meds on something that (and this is key) ISN’T your depression, and THEN you can start working on stuff to try and escape the hellhole you made for yourself.

At least the depressants you’re on (ironically called antidepressants for some reason) seem to counteract the stimulants you’re on, so you can sometimes go to sleep at a good time? Oh but make sure you take that one sitting straight up or you’ll get a chemical burn in your throat and wake up in two hours from the pain.

Sorry for the rant :P

[mckitterick]

[averagefairy]

I still love this website so much because it feels like the last connection we have to an internet that doesn’t exist anymore like I can come on here and scroll through posts that are literally just funny or beautiful or interesting with no intention to sell me something or influence me we are all just here for a laugh. Nothing is just for laughs anymore EXCEPT tumblr dot com

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This social media thing… it’s like some kind of chamber… one that echoes my thoughts and opinions… (could be limiting but in this case I’m just happy someone else has had the same thought as me lol)