There is a great deal of truth there. Sometimes special moments happen purely by accident. But most of them happen because you make a plan and create the conditions to let them happen.

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There is a great deal of truth there. Sometimes special moments happen purely by accident. But most of them happen because you make a plan and create the conditions to let them happen.
Science has backed up what many of us have long been saying: the library rocks. A study from the New York Public Library surveyed 1,974 user
Some top-line statistics from the study:
– 92% of respondents reported feeling somewhat to very “calm / peaceful” after visiting the Library – 74% of respondents reported that their library use positively affects how equipped they feel to cope with the world – 90% of respondents reported that their Library use positively affects how much they love to learn new things – 88% of respondents reported that their Library use has supported their personal growth
My one boring tip to anyone in their 20s is to resist the temptation to rot in your room every time you get a free moment. Dismiss any neuroses you have about going outside and "being perceived". Be a dictator about it, plan your hangouts like they are binding commitments. No excuses! Go to the bar with your friends. Be kinda hungover at work. Socializing is like exercise; even if you don't feel like you want to, you should still do it because it's good for you.
It feels criminal not to include the third panel
Full Moon Rises over Winter Hill. (2000)
everyone is always asking me “why didn’t you break the cycle” “why did you become the thing you once sought to destroy” “how come you didn’t end this oppressive rule” blah blah blah but nobody asks stuff like “hey how was killing your abuser and finally gaining power back?” nobody asks me “hey how was it watching the thing that once haunted and hunted you vanish before your eyes? was it fun? it looked fun” and it WAS fun btw. if you even care
I told a guy his total was 13.21 and he said “wish it were that year, could actually get some good music on the radio”
breaking news from the AP, our boys on the front have just sacked constantinople. take that, heretics. coming up next are the soothing lute dirges of bing crosby
*screams of a witch burning at the stake*
THOU ART CURRENTLY LISTENING TO
*Gregorian chanting*
13.21
*leper bell ringing*
HIGH MEDIAEVAL FM
*recording of John Lackland sobbing as he signs the Magna Carta*
WHENCE COMETH NAUGHT BUT LITURGIES
LITURGIES
AND MORE LITURGIES
*Templar knights praying out loud*
THIS ISN’T THY GRANDMOTHERES STATION
*Imagine Dragons - Radioactive starts playing*
You gotta be really publicly passionate about things if you want your friends to text you. Bc people will forget to text you because they’re human. But if you’re really openly the friend who loves identifying ants your friends will think of you when they see ants. And they’ll text you “what ant is this [blurry photo]”. And then they’ll ask you how you’ve been and we should get coffee sometime. But if they don’t know what you love they’ll never know what you like
And then when the ant convention is in town they’ll be like dude… we should go to the ant convention. But they would never think to go if they didn’t know u loved ants
And sometimes you need to ask them to go to the ant convention. But you Will not get anywhere hiding your passions
The softest love is the one that never makes you question your place.
I haven't had a major depressive episode in a good while (thank god/knock on wood) and while I KNOW everybody's experience is different, it's always kinda annoyed me that a lot of people who DON'T have depression try and describe it to each other like "Have you ever lost someone you loved? It's like that but all the time forever"
Because I've definitely heard that analogy more than once from more than one person and again- maybe just MY experience here- but for me, it's less "nail through the heart agony and hopelessness" and more "waking up one day and finding out that loved one never existed in the first place, and in fact you HAVE no loved ones, and nobody loves you, either, nor will they ever"
But hell, maybe that IS just my personal pan hell, because the one and only time I ever actually said that to a psych specialist they said that their analogy made more sense and they themselves had "gone through a period of depression once" so of course they would know
wasting away again in tumblrinaville...
This is kinda ominous ngl
Gotta compliment him on his reflexes. No hesitation. Just described exactly what he was seeing, regardless of what it was.
[VD: A weatherman is giving a report and pointing to a map, saying "feel like temperatures really take a tumble too, because after the storm-" before he is interrupted by the screen going black and then displaying a picture of some baby spinach. He says, "um," then immediately points to the screen and confidently announces, "this is baby spinach." /End VD]
I always thought Reddit was a place where people could share things they created.A few days ago I posted one of my original paintings. People loved it. We had wonderful conversations about art, emotions, and how everyone saw something different in the same sunset.
About two hours later I was permanently banned from r/MadeMeSmile for “self-promotion.”
I accepted that different communities have different rules.But then something even stranger happened.Soon afterward, a moderator from r/pics started going through my account. Not just the new post—many of my older painting posts disappeared as well. One after another. Then I was permanently banned there too.
Maybe it was the same moderator. Maybe it wasn’t. I honestly don’t know.
What surprised me wasn’t even the ban itself. It was realizing how much power individual moderators have over what millions of people are allowed to see. One decision can erase years of posts from a community and instantly cut off your ability to participate, even if those posts had been happily sitting there for months or years.I’m not saying moderators shouldn’t have rules. Communities need moderation.But it does make you wonder where the line is between protecting a community and allowing a single interpretation of the rules to completely reshape what people can share.
The funny part?
I wasn’t advertising anything in those posts. I wasn’t posting prices or asking anyone to buy anything. I was simply sharing my original paintings because I enjoy discussing art with strangers from around the world.
Anyway…
Here’s the painting that apparently caused all the trouble. 🎨
Aroace Ryland means so much to me y’all have no idea