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Product Placement
I'd rather be in outer space šø
YOU ARE THE REASON
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we're not kids anymore.

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So Aprrently people like my content enough that they want an alternative way to stay in touch with me when i get banned again so here is my d iscord. I dont know if its user or display name so have both åäøęÆå zi_not_zee_4955
TUMBLR HAS ONCE AGAIN DELETED MY ACCOUNT. I FEEL LIKE I AM ON THE BRINK OF LOSING IT. I HAD ALMOST A THOUSAND QUEUED POSTS I WANTED TO SHARE AND ALMOST A THOUSAND DRAFTS I WANTED TO SAVE AND WORK ON. PLEASE REBLOG THIS SO I CAN FIND MY MUTUALS, I DON'T REMEMBER MOST OF YOUR USERNAMES. @communistojousama @zitongzi
No one's getting through my barrier āļø
Why the fuck does tumblr keep on deleting my mutrals
Oh, to be a DPRK border guard kissing my lover in uniform
These make me feel weak- no rail and they're so high up over a parking lot.
say, you wouldn't happen to have that 'getting over needles' post quick at hand still, would you? I'm supposed to be on an injected med but i keep procrastinating taking it because ive been panicking more every time I'm supposed to take it, but i should really be on it. i remember that write up being good, but, it was a *while* ago
I think it got scrubbed from the site when @maidslime got nuked :( brief moment of angry silence for all the good and wonderful things we lost in that wipe.
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Getting Stabbed
Almost everybody is scared of needles, to some degree, it's just very normal to not want any kind of puncture wound no matter how small. It is also very common for people to have had childhood experiences that intensify the fear. I found it very helpful to keep in mind that so, so many people have had to face their fear in the exact way we're going to. we're in this shit together!
Getting over a fear is not a matter of overpowering it, that is in fact a great way to exacerbate the problem. Fear is your friend, it wants nothing but to keep you safe. Honor it, love it, allow it to be here. Our goal here is to replace the fearful associations with positive ones.
Make The Needle Your Friend
When you get your injection supplies ready, the part that starts your heart really racing is (probably) seeing the needle. That's our handhold, we're gonna get a grip on our fear with it.
Starting on a day that you're not doing an injection, carry a syringe with a (capped) needle around with you as much as possible. I kept mine tucked behind my ear. Every so often, take it out and just look at it. Hold it in your hands, touch every part of it. We're teaching your subconscious mind that this object is familiar and safe.
if you often set things down, forget where they are, and then have to find them, great. "Oh shit, I don't have my needle, I need to have that" is a fantastic thought to have here, yeah?
There's Levels To This Shit
We've got a grip on it now, let's apply some (gentle) pressure and turn that first step forward into a cycle. It goes like this:
Be afraid
Become acclimated to the fear until it feels like something you can manage.
Make it a little scarier
Repeat
A good first escalation is poking at yourself with a capped needle. As you do this, pay attention to what you're feeling. The goal here is not to overpower your fear, but to render it into something familiar and (ideally) comfortable. This is your time to get to know it.
Each escalation should be small and done slowly, you are allowed and encourage to go back down a step if you feel like you need to. Rushing yourself is counterproductive, be patient with yourself like you would be with a small child or nervous dog.
No escalation is too small, simply taking the cap off and looking at it is enough to count. Be careful re-capping it but, if you do accidentally poke your finger, that can be an opportunity to engage with the fear.
Play Around With It
When you're comfortable and can't think of any other escalation that doesn't involve touching yourself with the needle, it is time to touch yourself (with the needle). Crucially, we are still not injecting ourselves.
Just very little pokes and touches. It's essentially impossible to do any actual harm to yourself with it, the goal is to teach that to your body. For me, this culminated in lightly scratching my skin with the needle to see what would happen. It felt like exactly nothing, but the tip of a needle is astonishingly sharp. Here's a picture of what that looked like when I demonstrated it to a friend:
(the bracelet says "Gock in My Rari", good pun)
Okay Time For Stabbing
Well, almost. Keeping in mind that our goal is to create a sense of comfort and safety to replace the fear, think about your injection routine.
Play your favorite soothing music. Do it in the coziest part of your house. Get yourself a little treat to have afterwards as a reward. Kiss your partner. Just do anything and everything you can to make the experience as positive as possible.
And, of course, remember: The fear isn't in charge of you, but it is your friend and loyal adviser. Allow it to be in the moment with you and it won't fight you so hard.
Now stab yourself š
generational abyssmal dogshit coming down the pipe
he's so real tho
If I ever donāt reblog this, you can assume Iām dead. Itās just pure, sound-design gold.
The cuts, the slow ramp-ups, how it matches his dance moves.
MWAH.
Your blog is like a Russia Today article. Constantly talking about how bad the West is to distract everyone from Putin's barbaric authoritarianism
sorry, im but a humble untermensch, hating the west is in my barbaric totalitarian bloodline.
Putins barbarix totalitarianism vs zelenskys totally justified targettinf of schools
hey white people . if u dont know how to pronounce an ethnic persons name *google it* or if its someone ur talking directly to *ask them*. dont fucking do that "erm i dont know how to pronounce but __" or "im gonna butcher this haha" or "im not even gonna bother trying" . ur not funny. do u know what poc think when they hear u saying that ? u sound like a loser asshole and we dont want to spend time with u . im so fucking tired of watching youtube videos about media from my country and hearing those phrases. im tired of people saying that to my face . i respect someone who clearly looked it up and is tryong but says my name wrong over someone who just goes with whatever bad first guess they had without trying. u have too many resources at ur disposal to keep doing this. for the love of god just Fucking Try. if ur confused Just Try.
"I confess that I disappeared from speaking about my campaign for a while, not because I no longer needed help, but because despair had taken hold. I felt like I was knocking on the same doors repeatedly without success, and I felt the dream of years of study, hard work, and toil crumbling before my eyes, powerless to save it. During this time, I looked at my wife and children and felt the weight of responsibility on my chest every day. Nothing is harder than seeing your family in need when you don't have enough to provide them with the security they deserve. But despite everything, today I decided not to give up. I decided to come back and ask for help again because I still believe that there are kind-hearted people in this world, and that goodness still exists. I'm not raising money for luxury, travel, or extravagance; I'm trying to get back on my feet and rebuild my pharmacy, which was my livelihood and that of my family. I'm trying to reclaim my life, my dignity, and my ability to support my wife and children through my own hard work, instead of remaining helpless in the face of their needs. If you hear my story, please don't just ignore it." Dear friends, a small donation from you might not seem like much, but it could be a real step towards saving the future of an entire family. And if you can't donate, sharing this post might reach someone who can help.
Today I return carrying what little hope remains, and I pray that this hope will not be lost. I ask God to bless every hand extended in kindness, and to reward all those who stand with us with the best of rewards ... ššš
This campaignwassharedby @90-ghost here
My name is Dr. Nassif Al-Dahdouh.
You are our hope after God.. šš
I think that if you had enough daughters AND played your cards right you could spring Mambo Number Five out at the EXACT right gathering and shatter your entire family's trust forever
The secret is to name them out of order with the lyrics so by the time anyone catches on it's too late
For me personally the ideal gathering would be my funeral
A little bit for Monica, she's my wife
A little bit for Erica, for her strife
My books all go to Rita, cause she reads
My greenhouse goes to Tina, she plants trees
The furniture is Sandra's, on my lawn
Jewelry for Mary, she can pawn
Ashes go to Jessica, that's my plan
A little bit of me inside a can (ah!)
I know quite a lot of trans men locally who are really active in social justice projects, anti-racism, anti-capitalism, anti-Zionist etc. But I've noticed that if I'm talking to one of them about something bad that happened to a trans woman at a local trans group, he'll often respond by saying "Oh, I don't think that can be right, there must be some other explanation."
I'll explain how it often happens that trans women are marginalised and kicked out of groups for really minor infractions (or even for no infraction at all), and he'll often say something like "Thanks for the info, that's worth being on the look out for, if it comes up."
Then I'll bring the conversation back to the example of the specific trans woman in the local area who had a bad thing happen to her at a trans group, and it'll be straight back to "Oh, I don't think that can be right, she must've done something worse."
It's like transmisogyny occupies this realm of "theoretical forms of oppression" that they can acknowledge as a possibility but never as a reality that happens in their own community to women that they know. It's really frustrating.
my mutual will post āi just blocked one of my mutualsā and iāll be reading it on my own dash with my own eyes directly from their blog thinking āit was probably meā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.šā
artists will say shit like "i don't owe anything to the audience fuck any criticism you have this art is about me!" and then try to sell you something and then get really mad you wont buy it
I remember when I was younger, anytime I watched a movie where the characters have to kill a scary monster/alien, I always thought the act of killing it was intended to be part of the horror. Like thereās this amazing creature that weāve never seen before, and maybe under different circumstances we couldāve coexisted with it, but itās trying to attack you and you have to defend yourself, but by destroying it you also destroy the ability to ever understand it and thatās sad and is supposed to make you feel conflicted.
It was not until well into my adulthood that I realized most people do not have complicated feelings about movies where people have to kill a scary alien monster, nor is that necessarily meant to be part of the narrative (unless it very obviously is). They just want the scary thing to die because itās scary. I donāt have a real conclusion to this I just started thinking about it for some reason.