Sometimes you struggle to remember what any of your teacher's or classmates faces looked like. Other times the right Linkin Park song lines everything up and you experience every bus ride you've ever been on simultaneously
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Sometimes you struggle to remember what any of your teacher's or classmates faces looked like. Other times the right Linkin Park song lines everything up and you experience every bus ride you've ever been on simultaneously
Kiki Smith (American, b. 1954), Two Deer, 1996. Ink on paper, in two parts, each sheet: 52 x 46 in.
I would be unstoppable if not for the problems
Whats wrong with your life?
accepting that you’re objectively weird & owning it is infinitely better than being constantly desperate to appear normal to people who don’t even matter to you
I ended up having a really interesting conversation with some people at the bus stop today. They were getting out of some sort of ‘clean and sober’ meeting and had starting saying how they were so bored because they didn’t have anything to do, and had to stay at home because all their old friends would pull them back. So I said something like, ‘So this is the time to do all the stuff your parents told you they didn’t have money/time for!’ “Whatcha mean?” “You know, like when you were five and you REALLY wanted to have that toy or do that thing and you were like, ‘Please mom please I gotta have this I gotta go do this’ and they went ‘Hell no you think I’m paying for that do you want to goddamn EAT?’ “ And this light went on in their eyes. The lady is going to go check thrift stores for an Easybake Oven and I told her about Wilton cake decorating classes. The dude is going to Griffith Park and ride horses, because, ‘I always wanted to be a cowboy, and you can’t drink when you’re on a horse ‘cause you’ll fucking die!’ Fuck it. This is what being an adult is. Sure it’s bills and work and relationships, but damn it, it’s also time to do the things you LIKE. I signed up for a free class/lecture on Water Gardens. I’m going. It’s time.
Jill. Jill you are wonderful.
no joke, this is such an important aspect of overcoming trauma. I mean the trauma of abusive parents, the trauma of broke ass parents who got toxic because of it, the trauma of capitalism. Like fuck it. Go to Wrestlemania. Build a shit ton of terrariums.
I took a stained glass class during the pandemic and now I have a hummingbird hanging in my kitchen window. And this year I’m finally getting chickens!!
This is literally why I have my Sailor Moon thermos.
it doesn’t even have to be the trauma of bad parents. It can be the everyday human pain of “I lost my favorite toy when I was 12 and never found it again.” It can be the parents who loved you and fully sympathized with your desire to have the thing, but honey, we just don’t have the money right now. It can be the fact that you no longer live with your brother who’s highly allergic to dogs, so you can finally have the dog you always wanted that you always understood why you couldn’t get, and you accepted it, but it was still painful. It can be the Atari games or Nintendo games or Sega games that don’t exist anymore that you played in your childhood.
As I’ve gotten older I’ve realized – you don’t have to be suffering some great trauma, something unusual and particularly damaging, to feel pain. You don’t have to have lost your entire home in a hurricane to have lost something you truly valued and miss a lot. You don’t have to have had toxic parents to have been denied some things you wanted because they just didn’t have the money, or the resources, or the health.
Time is pain. Loss and disappointment are part of human existence. But you don’t have to try to justify why your specific loss or disappointment is especially bad to admit that it hurts and do something to rectify that hurt in some small way.
if it means I can be free to be me, let me burn 🔥
why do i have to find an actual job instead of being the apprentice of the old witch who lives in the woods?
YALL RICKY DID THAT HE. DID. THAT.
my cats name is шарик (SHA-reek, roll the r) but his legal name is soap just to make it easier on americans and also its a cute name. anyways the vet called him "mr. soap" which i really appreciated
baby boy!
me, escorting this beautiful boy onto my blog: Right this way, Mr. Soap.
[image description: a photo of a fluffy grey cat sitting on the floor and looking up at the camera]
my life isn’t in a very good state right now but at least i can proudly say that i don’t ship gaming youtubers
Moulay Hassan, Crown Prince of Morocco hates it when you try to kiss his hand.
Thas the fastest snatch ever
This is all traditional in Morocco. The royalty are supposed to reject hand kisses as a show of humbleness.
It’s kind of like when someone bows to royalty and the king goes, “No no, no need to bow”.
It’s not that the prince is a snobby kid—it’s just what he’s supposed to do.
I’ve seen this post before so many time but never before with that last addition. The added context definitely changes things
It’s like that in Japan too. If someone compliments you, NEVER EVER EVER say thank you. You’re supposed to say no. No I’m not. It shows humility. Thank you makes you sound like a cocky asshole
Forget the Myers-Briggs fucking personality assessment. I am dead tired of hearing if someone is an INFP or an ESLQ or whatever. I want to know if someone is melancholic or choleric. Bring back the four humors. I wanna see “Kaley, 16, phlegmatic” when I go to someone’s blog. Who is with me. Lets make this happen
here’s a test i found. go wild, y'all. (im choleric.)
not sure what hurts but it hurts
Dolphins doing cartwheels with an aquarium guest.
(via Ant.Giovanni)
I’m loving this new trend of people going to zoos and participating in animal enrichment. We use to observe large exotic animals for our entertainment, but the fact is that we are now trying to make ourselves equally as entertaining for them. It’s interactive, completely parpicipatory and I would argue that eventually someone’s gonna come up with something new enough that it expland ethologists understanding about how some animals think, problem solve, communicate and feel and I think its fantastic.
Human: play?
Aquatic creature from an entirely different branch of the animal tree: play!
Shit I’m gonna start crying that was so beautiful
Reminds me of when I was very little. I barely remember it but my parents and godparents have told me about it many times. I think it was SeaWorld but it could’ve been somewhere else. I was like two. And we went to go see the dolphins. Well my mom held me up so I could see them properly. One of the dolphins saw my mom holding me up and thought my mom was showing them her baby. So the dolphin swam off then came back with her baby to show my parents. After a few minutes my mom set me down and I started running back and forth and the dolphins swam alongside the glass with me. So they showed off their baby to us and then played with me afterwards.