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Happy March 32nd, everyone!
you can only reblog this once a year
I felt that
the mentality of “oh well, i’ll probably never see these people again.” has genuinely helped me with my anxiety in social situations so much. like literally… fuck it who cares anymore.
We need a Karamo Bible
“Gay parents will damage their kids” BITCH WHERE.
One of my few complaints about Queer Eye is how it buries Karamo’s training and experience as a SOCIAL WORKER in the title of “culture” or whatever. The world needs many more social workers and much more respect for the field.
OH MY GOD IT’S HIM
when i was a little kid, i didn’t care for movies. my parents always admonished me for sitting too close to the screen or fidgeting too much, so i turned to books instead. when i was four, i tried to watch the first harry potter movie. i absolutely loved it, but it wasn’t enough for me. i had to get my hands on that book. the teachers at pre-school said it was a horrible idea, but i read the first two books anyway.
then came kindergarten. the teachers scolded my parents for letting me bring novels to school. “she can’t possibly understand them,” they said. so they gave me tests on the books. i made perfect scores on all of them. i preferred books to movies and television; movies didn’t do justice to the stories i loved.
so, they marked me down as a “gifted child.” they tested my IQ and everything. i was the perfect student, in their eyes. i sat in the front and listened to the teachers as intently as i could.
one day after school, i ran up to my mother and hugged her. then, i turned my head and saw my mother walking towards me. i looked up at the woman i had hugged. “you’re not my mother,” i said, astutely.
my mother, a clever woman, thought to have my eyesight tested. turns out, i had horrible vision. somewhere around 20/450. functionally blind without glasses. not ideal for anyone, especially a six year old.
all my life until that point, people thought i must be some sort of brilliant prodigy, eschewing television and movies for more intellectual pursuits, but actually i just couldn’t fucking see lol
This took a different direction than I was expecting.
This is Matrix in a matrix read this shit because it’s talking about how Bandersnatch can be used to create an even more complex user profile depending on how you interacted with the movie, what choices you picked, and how many times you went through a certain path….IM SHOOK
black mirror becomes its worst nightmare
Target is where you go when you’re gonna try to restructure your entire life with 100 bucks, and you’re counting on a shoe rack, thumbtacks, a whiteboard, and new stationary to do it.
Everyone in here is looking for forgiveness and they’re trying to find it in a tasteful desk lamp and minimalist day planner
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex.
ahhh yes, the three genders. male, female, and lgbt
me forcing my followers to look at my newest obsession
my mom is a well intentioned yet nosy mom and she always wants to hook me up with people. it leads to some text message gems so the other day i went through and screenshotted the best. please enjoy.
“I either just met a nice gay girl or a bigot” is bar none the absolute best text anyone has ever sent in the history of the human race nosy mom accidentally sums up the entire debate about the word q*eer in one historic text message it’s indescribably beautiful
ADHD hell brain: you want something
Me: ok, what?
AHDH hell brain: something.
Me: …what something?
ADHD hell brain: sound.
Me: ok? Music? Netflix? YouTube?
ADHD hell brain: …..you want something…
The Lion King (1994) dir. Roger Allers and Rob Minkoff
i am a vegetable medley and god is sautéing me on medium high heat