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Hello world. I haven’t been here for over three years. What goes on??
I was walking behind a woman for five minutes and she got catcalled three times.
I usually walk everywhere with my headphones on, but I had them in my bag and I was reading a book on my phone instead (I do that when the foot traffic is light). A young Latina was coming down the street as I was coming up the avenue, and when she got to the corner a few paces ahead of me, she turned to walk in the direction I was going. We were traveling at the same speed, but since she was like ten paces ahead and it’s bright outside in the middle of the day, I didn’t feel the need to fall back or slow down to give her more space. At night, I try not to walk too close behind women just so they don’t feel like I’m any sort of threat.
We got to a corner and this dude standing outside of the bodega was like, “Slow down mama where you goin? You don’t have to work today, you can stop and speak.”
She didn’t break her stride. “I’m going to the gym.” The Walk sign was on, so I didn’t break mine either.
A block later, a young guy was coming toward us on the sidewalk riding his bike.
“What’s good shorty?”
She didn’t respond.
“Well you was lookin, you can say something, stuck up bitch.”
We kept walking.
In the middle of the next block, an older man was walking toward us and he put on a friendly smile and said, “Smile young lady, it’s a beautiful day.”
I don’t know if she smiled, but we kept walking. She went into the gym and I kept on toward where I was going thinking about how that was just five minutes of her day. How many other blocks of five minutes are just like that?
Only one of them was truly aggressive. The other two guys seemed nice enough and it felt more like a pleasant compliment. It felt like the kind of thing a guy says who argues with women online about catcalling. “We’re not all bad guys. We can’t even compliment women? We can’t even say something nice?”
No. You really can’t. I was annoyed in that five minutes and I just happened to be walking behind her with no headphones on. Can you imagine those five minutes over and over every day of your life? Nobody wants to be spoken to by strangers day in and day out forever regardless of what they’re saying.
So no. You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers. So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.
So no. You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers. So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.
So no. You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers. So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.
So no. You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers. So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.
So no. You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers. So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.
So no. You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers. So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.
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Everyone who is reading this: I’m so glad you’re alive. I’m so proud of you. You are loved. I’m here. Don’t give up, we’re almost there.
Pass it on.
This time last year I was unemployed, broke, and suicidal.
Today, I just got the keys to my first house.
Give it time.
Needed this today
when you hear people preach that it gets better, they aren’t joking. if it’s not better yet, it will be.
this post could literally be saving lives rn and that is why i love this website.
To anyone out there who is struggling, you can get through this. Believe in yourself.
I’d like to add that maybe your progress isn’t as fast as OP’s - maybe at Year 1 you’ve only made a 10 degree turn, instead of a 180. it still gets better. because the year after that you might make a 20 degree turn. and the year after that a 40 degree turn. and it starts small but it builds exponentially because the little changes don’t feel big, but they’re crucial and necessary to eventually getting the big boost. sometimes it feels like you’re measuring progress in inches and you get so used to inches that you look up and realize you’ve gotten There, to the healthy, happy place.
for years I measured my progress in inches - I didn’t cry at all today, I took care of my hygiene this week, I felt capable of handling everything that came my way this month, I went out and socialized and I stuttered and my jokes fell flat but I was out there, hey I went out and felt like a normal person, like I fit in. hey, I have hobbies that I love. hey, I have friends and I’m confident they love me. hey, wait, I actually *like* my life.
it was painfully slow and sometimes I didn’t feel like I would ever get to where I am now, like I was giving myself a ribbon for something everyone else managed to do with no thought at all. but you should keep giving yourself credit for the inches, because being frustrated with yourself will only impede your progress.
and you’ll backslide. your meds will stop being as effective or your circumstances will get harder to cope with, or you’ll just have a single bad day that makes you feel like you’re back at square one. that *will* happen, and you’ll have to regroup and forge ahead.
maybe you won’t have keys to your own house at Year 1. maybe you’ll wake up at Year 1 and things will still be not great, you’re not *happy* but you’re not in crippling emotional pain, you’re getting out of bed in the morning and going to work and buying groceries and taking care of yourself. And that’s ok. Because there’s always Year 2, Year 5, Year 10.
Don’t aim for a house at Year 1, because it might happen, but it very well might not. Aim for A Little Better This Week, just a little bit. because you keep doing a little better every week, and in time, you’ll wake up and realize you’ve arrived at Good.
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Wishing you the most lovely, gracious, simple and stress free holiday. I know. It’s a lot. But wishes are hopes with ambition.
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