If you knew that the objects in your everyday life had thoughts, would you change the way you acted around them? Would you be so afraid that something that isn't even 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 is going to see the real side of you? Well, I've seen about every side of a person there is to see.
I am your bathroom mirror. I see you at your best, and at your worst. I see you when you're all dressed up and ready to go out, and I see you when you're sitting in front of the toilet because you can't even keep water down.
I can tell you some stories, if you don't believe me.
Just the other day, one of the people living in my house came in and peed on a white stick. She waited for three minutes by the sink, and then stared at the stick rather intently, before letting out a joyful cry and running from the room. I feel a change in the air.
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Another time, in another household, there was an argument that could be heard throughout the house, and then the eldest child of the household came calmly into the room. She shut the door, and then sat on the edge of the tub crying her heart out, and then she dried her tears, put on a happy face, and left the room as though nothing had happened. If I had a heart, it would have ached for her.
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Sometimes there'll be someone fussing at their face, complaining about how they have to many pimples, or their nose is too flat, their eyebrows too bushy, etc. etc., and I want so badly to reassure them that the acne will go away, their nose is fine, and everyone has a different sense of style, but alas, I am stuck in the thousands of mirrors on this planet, and I cannot speak.
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I've seen an old man look into me, not seeing who he is today, but who he used to be in his youth. I've seen him dancing with his wife through a crowded ballroom, the music of the past surrounding them. Their first dance on their wedding day. The birth of their first child, the loss of their second, and the double rainbow that followed. The cancer diagnosis. The acceptance that followed. He understands that he has lived a fulfilling life, and knows that it has to end at some point.
I've seen his wife's happiness through her life, as well. and the pain, too. I've seen their son, and the twins, and it is the soul of the female twin that I know does not quite belong to her, but also to her sister, who was too delicate for this world.
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I have seen many things in my existence, and I am going to see so many more. I remember them all, and each of them holds a special place in my mind.
Warnings: Mentioned abuse, child loss, and loss of a spouse. Let me know if I missed anything please, I hope Tumblr is actually going to let me post this
Have I eaten today? Do I have autism? I want a new job. Am I dehydrated? God, I want top surgery so bad. Where's my birth certificate? Oh it's nice out today! Should I get high tonight? I'm so hungry. I'm so sad. Do my friends hate me? I need a nap. I'd be so much hotter without tits.
this is a message for everyone who is 22. if you’re 22 please stop worrying. take a deep breath eat a bagel maybe. everything that feels impossible is going to work itself out. have a great day
I'm 32. When I was in my early twenties, I overheard a pair of 50ish year old women talking about the ideal age to stay at permanently. One said, "Everyone says 25. I wouldn't want to be in my twenties forever. Everything is hard and you get upset too easily."
Hearing her say that helped me so much. I thought about it countless times. Every time things felt overwhelming, I remembered what she said. The words of this total stranger, who wasn't even talking directly to me, brought me a lot of comfort, so I hope they can help you, too.
I'm about to be 21, and it seems like every time I've got things headed down the right path and everything feels like it's alright, the world throws another curveball at me and I'm left scrambling, because I got too complacent. These early twenties are something else, man.
I googled it once and the only reason why the Great Lakes aren’t called inland seas is because they are entirely freshwater, not salt.
By any other metric they’d be seas. Superior especially (the big one in the upper left) behaves like a small ocean, and has claimed at least 250 ships and over 1000 people. Gordon Lightfoot wrote a frankly chilling song about her that I’ll include here:
Worst part about this is I've only ever used that yellow square emoji once and it was just to see how it looked. This isn't who I am. However, in retrospect, I suppose it is
This is the best AITA because on the actual matter at hand I'd say he's kinda right (ish), $4900 for a week of work is really good money and they can always celebrate later. He should have obviously talked it over with her first but still. What makes him an asshole (or just like, a really really weird person) is every other detail that is tangentially mentioned.
Okay, I get it. Truly, I do. I get that the new thing is to look back at movies you guys loved ten minutes ago, and try to Cinema Sins them, and pretend they were never good, and point out everything wrong, and second guess their popularity, and yada yada yada, but enough is enough. I need people to at least attempt to try to make sense when they do it.
Why do half of these people even care? Well, hell, I don’t know, Lord Scramble, maybe because they’re at a funeral? It’s like… folks aren’t even existing in society. Lol let’s forget about the MCU for a sec. Let’s just pretend these are some people who work at fucking, I don’t know, a fucking McDonald’s. So they work at McDonalds and their coworker, Tony, died trying to put out a fire on the grill or something, insert any tragedy, dealer’s choice. Now, would you think it was far fetched that they showed up to his funeral? Would you ask why they care? Please be astronomically for real right now.
Have y’all ever met people or seen them interact? LOL. Hell, more than one of my coworkers came to my grandfather’s funeral and they sent flowers and I fucking hated that particular job, but that’s how society works. We live in a society 😭 A few months back I got an email announcement at work that a coworker’s, who I could not pick out of a lineup, have no idea who they even are, husband had passed, and I got teary eyed. That’s normal! Do you know why? Because someone died. The email also gave service details if you wanted to pay your respects — also normal, as pictured above in the tweet.
Now, Endgame is a movie. Tony was essentially their coworker. And he’d just died after a huge battle where they all fought side by side. So of course they’re all there, and of course they all care.
Don’t be so hasty in your quest to dunk on the MCU, that you end up sounding like a fucking idiot.
Not to be like "You kids don't know about The Past" but 20 years ago I could scrape together $15-20 American and go to pretty much any big retail store and buy a whole video game all at once, and I just had it and owned it forever and could put it in my very own Windows computer and play it whenever the fuck I wanted to
I'm gonna be the opposite of "You kids these days have it easy." @ all the zoomers who look around at the world you find yourselves in and think "damn, this stinks": You're right! It stinks like hot dogshit! I tried to stop it but there was only one of me.
I remember being able to go out to dinner at Texas Roadhouse as a family of five without having to declare bankruptcy... now going there on a date is too much...
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