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blonkk-deactivated20250419

womens tv is something else. like derry girls, fleabag and chewing gum and especially broad city…..them girls are losers i love them so much…..honestly some of the funniest shit i ever seen in my life PLUS layers and layersssss of depth and just wkdjdnbdbsbfj idk i love women’s media that’s by and for women. i’d love recs if anyone has some!!

raptorific

GLaDOS is literally the funniest character ever. Her arc culminates in her saying "I hate you so much it's not even worth the trouble of killing you, so just fucking LEAVE. And on your way out here's a full choir to sing 'Goodbye My Darling,' an Aria I wrote in Italian about how I love you and want you to be safe, which mentions you by name. Don't read into it. Get the fuck out. And here, something to remember me by: a box with a heart on it. Leave." to a woman who has literally never responded to anything she's ever said

fairycosmos

has a breakdown about what a lonely life it is. goes for a walk with headphones in. purchases a beverage at the supermarket. you know how it goes

coldbrewnette

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

olpy

I accidentally bought cigarettes and I’msmoking themi on accident

rumade

I’d divorce him too lmao

sustainableseparatists

sisyphereantask

It’s never JUST about the tomatoes.

probablyasocialecologist

Basically!

Throughout the day, partners would make requests for connection, what Gottman calls “bids.” For example, say that the husband is a bird enthusiast and notices a goldfinch fly across the yard. He might say to his wife, “Look at that beautiful bird outside!” He’s not just commenting on the bird here: He’s requesting a response from his wife—a sign of interest or support—hoping they’ll connect, however momentarily, over the bird.

The wife now has a choice. She can respond by either “turning toward” or “turning away” from her husband, as Gottman puts it. Though the bird-bid might seem minor and silly, it can actually reveal a lot about the health of the relationship. The husband thought the bird was important enough to bring it up in conversation and the question is whether his wife recognizes and respects that.

These bidding interactions had profound effects on marital well-being. Couples who had divorced after a six-year follow-up had “turn-toward bids” 33 percent of the time. Only three in 10 of their bids for emotional connection were met with intimacy. The couples who were still together after six years had “turn-toward bids” 87 percent of the time. Nine times out of 10, they were meeting their partner’s emotional needs.

Those who showed genuine interest in their partner’s joys were more likely to be together.

educatedsavage

Damn, this made me think of all the “shouting into the void” social media posts everyone makes. Just bids for connection. From ANYONE.

c-ptsdrecovery

I think that is ABSOLUTELY what a lot of that is. Our culture is very isolated (even BEFORE covid!), and we’re desperate to connect with others. I read an article one time that suggested that childcare workers stop saying that a child is “Just wants attention” and start saying that the child is “looking for connection.” We’re starved for it even from childhood.

seymour-butz-stuff

sosayset

When they are speaking about a passion, respond to children as if you would a tenured professor at a prestigious university, and to an adult as if you would a child free of the burdens of adulthood.

Children are desperate to teach the wonders of the world that they know, that they have just learned, and share it with anyone interested. Adults pour passion they didn’t know they had into voluntary obligations, and crave a simple acknowledgment of that passion as being worthy and valid.

“Dear third grader, tell me exactly why you chose <x> as you third favorite carnivorous dinosaur instead of second, as specifically as possible.”

“Hey neighbor, your vegetable garden is absolutely gorgeous this year…and no I’m not just saying that because the tomatoes you gave me last year were absolute perfection.”

ladybugbites

why are magic words so satisfying… arcane, tome, enchant, conjure, sorcery, spellbound, cast, charge, grimoire..

taurus-official

Evoke, divination, pentacle, bisexual, ritual, abjuration..

yekkes

Do other wlw ever get tired of shitting on butches I don't think they do

Did you get the hetero validation for not being like one of those mean ugly butches :(

yekkes

@honeygordo Bingo!

yekkes

One like = one tear 😢😢

guerrillatech

iwantmoreoctopusses

If a job was "unskilled" they wouldn't ask for people with experience.

confessionalists

weedass

advisor: youve missed two of the meetings youve scheduled with me, are you ok?

tiny parappa living in my head: ive MISSED TWO of the MEETings ive sche. DULED. with you! AM i ok?

hollowboobtheory

i support universal free healthcare for one simple reason: if you are diagnosed with a terminal illness you should quit your job. quitting your job is the correct response to terminal illness. but you can’t do that if your healthcare is tied to your job

hollowboobtheory

listen if somebody knows that they will be dead in a years time, and you are forcing them to continue to come into work, that’s fucked up. terminally ill people should be able to quit their jobs and live their last few months to the fullest. i don’t get how that’s a controversial opinion

inkskinned

love her, be in her orbit, feel her like she paints the whole narrative. you joke - no gender. gender of wacky best friend with ultra-specific plot-relevant interests. love her, can't have her. love her, forgive her when she forgets your birthday so she can be on a date that doesn't even end well. love her, try to tear her hair out over a boy. cry on her floor and agree she should have him, you're just there. love her, know you are temporary. she was looking for him. the whole journey, all along. love her, try to coax her out of it, know her mother is saying the exact opposite, know you are a blue haired pronouns epigraph, know she is tuning you out.

love her, watch her get taught to refine herself into flint for his fire. no friends belong in her future. her whole path, beginning to end - seeking, mindless, the one. watch her scald herself raw trying to be perfect and shaved and skinny and smart and patient and motherly. she will hold your hair in her hands and bring you up to her mouth, drink you like a wishing well. she will close the door every time you are over at her house. in the morning she will make the same jokes he makes to her. copycat the wedding dress of her mother and every mother she's known before.

love her, kiss her on a tuesday, half by accident, feel the way she sighs into your mouth. love her, both of you singing at the top of your lungs to 90's punk rock. love her, fight by the side of the road, make up in a motel 6. love her, have her keep you as an experiment on the side of her college bed, little peach. your secrets in the air in pink satin. love her, tell her you want her, get told she-wants-you-too, somehow hear the apology before she even says it. it's not me it's you. love her, be not enough for her. be in the back corner again. be a funny remark again. be who she calls at 2 and 3 and 4 AM, be who she kisses while drunk again, be hers, because - you hear her laughing to him - she just likes the attention. love her, tell yourself you're too smart for this. love her, bite your own skin raw. love her, come back to her bed because you were always the weaker one, in the end.

love her, watch her get picked off, rabbit body into his hyena jaw. love her, love her, love her. she posts a picture of the engagement ring. love her, love her, love -

we had like, she says, looping her arms around your neck. a super long kind of ... a fling. and the way she says it, in front of all of the others, with this joy and mocking - you hadn't even known this was a game she was playing, and here is the punchline. this isn't the book. you weren't even a character. not a footnote.

you really meant nothing.

hhnngnthhhhjngn she's so pretty hhhdnfnnnndnnhnngnnmhsnn