tenaflyviper:

Wow, what an awesome day.

• Wisdom tooth is coming in. Shit hurts.
• Ordered chili for lunch so I didn’t have to chew anything. It was over 30 minutes late, greasy, and tasted disgusting.
• One of the volunteers keeps taking shit from my station, and took my bag of spare earring backs (which I needed, because I had a bunch without any backs). Had to ransack her area upstairs until I finally found it.
• Some lady that smelled like weed trapped me in awkward conversation for 20 minutes.
• I’ve caught a fucking cold.

Anyone else had a shitty day today or recently?

More like I’ve had a shitty month, tbh. From the end of November to now, I’ve:

• Unconsciously overstepped the boundaries of two now ex-partners.
• Made jokes that were unintentionally misgendering.
• Failed to communicate about financial troubles with my roommates, which has led to tension in the house.
• Had a mental breakdown that was so bad it led to me attempting Self-Yeet AGAIN.
• Failed to properly communicate what’s been going on inside my head, including botched apologies and more mental breakdowns.
• Burned a bridge with my best friend so badly that they have excommunicated me.
• And have been deemed such a danger to myself and those around me that all of my other friends and partners are refusing to speak to me.
• The last part is the worst, because my trauma-induced memory deterioration and poor grasping of body language have left me in a delirious state of forgetting why everyone’s mad, and getting silence when I ask for someone to either 1) explain in layman’s terms, or 2) let me piece together what little I’ve been able to remember.

So…yeah. Winter 2021 has been a near-continuous downward spiral, and I don’t know how much more I can take.

peregrineggsandham:

spandexbutterfly4lyfe:

dragontatoes:

spandexbutterfly4lyfe:

What if when we were born we were each assigned a Wikipedia page like a social security number would that be fucked up or what

do you mean a wikipedia page about us? or do you mean some baby is arbitrarily given the rights and responsibilities to update the paramecium article?

ok I did mean a Wikipedia page about us. But keep talking I like where you’re headed

What’s your government-assigned Wikipedia page? (No rerolls. I am in charge of “1929 in Wales” now. Not a great year, some bad floods in November.)

I’m apparently in charge of “Indian Institute of Forest Management” now.

memingursa:

Hunter: “Hey, you guys wanna get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?”
Sophia: “Yeah dude, I need a T-R-E-A-T.”
Renzin: “Whatcha guys talking about?”
M.I.L.A: “Yeah, why’d you guys spell des-”
Hunter: “Nonono, SHH!”
Sophia: “Shut up! Don’t say it!”
M.I.L.A: “Uh…why?”
Sophia: “Oh god, how do we tell you this…”
Hunter: “Renzin…can’t spell.”
M.I.L.A: “…what?”
Sophia: “He can’t spell, so when we talk about something he wants, we spell it out loud so he doesn’t get too excited.”
M.I.L.A: “He’s a grown Neptunian! He can’t handle hearing the word ‘treat’?”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
Hunter: “No treat!”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
Hunter: “No treat!”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
Hunter: “No treat!”
Renzin: “Aww…”
M.I.L.A: “Okay, what is happening?”
Hunter: “I told you, he gets excited when he hears the word T-R-E-A-T!”
Renzin: “Whatcha talking about?”
Hunter: “Taxes.”
Renzin: “Aww, shucks.”
M.I.L.A: “What, so you guys just treat him like a toddler?”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
Sophia: “No treat!”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
Sophia: “No treat!”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
Sophia: “No treat!”
Renzin: “Awww!”
Sophia: “Dude, you gotta spell if you’re talking about F-O-O-D.”
M.I.L.A: “Okay, so are we getting an S-N-A-C-K?”
Renzin: “SNACK?”
Sophia: “Oh, come on!”
Hunter: “Dude, really?”
M.I.L.A: “Oh, come on! I spelled it!”
Sophia: “Well, he knows how to spell 'snack’!”
M.I.L.A: “So he can spell 'snack’, but he can’t spell 'treat’?”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
M.I.L.A: “No treat!”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
M.I.L.A: “No treat!”
Renzin: “TREAT?”
M.I.L.A: “No treat!”
Renzin: “Goddammit!”
Hunter: “Okay, he’s getting fussy. It’s time for an N-A-P.”
Renzin: “Yeah!”
M.I.L.A: “What does N-A-P spell?”
Renzin: “Party!”

sweetpeche:

reblog for easter

This was one of the first Easter posts I reblogged, way back in 2013. Now it’s finally time to bring it back, 10 years later.

cosmicanger:

Lucky 7 cow reblog for good luck

I’m famous, y'all.

thetrekkiehasthephonebox:

cherrylickers:

cigarettesandguitarstrings:

kanyewesticle:

mynationaltreasure:

toinfinityandbeyonce:

smilingemoticon:

kanyewesticle:

usb-dongle:

kanyewesticle:

it takes me like 3 days to wake up in the morning

oh my god

fucking fandom references

WHAT FANDOM? THE JESUS FANDOM?

THEY PREFER THE TERM CHRISTIANITY

This is the post that killed me

This is the post that killed him.

IT GOT BETTER

Happy Easter!

danielnelsen:

It’s that time of year again! That awesome day where trans people share their selfies and stories. It’s one of the two largest trans advocacy days, the other being Trans Day of Remembrance (20th November). That day is dedicated to mourning and solemnity, while this day is a day to celebrate being alive! Like last year, I’m not sure of the absolute official hashtag, so I’m guessing there’ll be a variety in use, such as: #tdov #transdayofvisibility #trans day of visibility #trans visibility #trans pride

This day has been recognised since 2009 and is increasing in popularity and support each year, but there’s still a long way to go in spreading the word. Visibility is something that the trans community often has to struggle for, so this is our time to step out of the shadows, take pride in who we are, and show the world that we exist and we’re here to stay.

If you are trans

This is your day. No matter your gender - whether you’re male, female, or any nonbinary gender - anyone who isn’t cis (ie. whose gender is different from the gender they were assigned at birth) can participate. This is a great opportunity to get involved in the community and be visible. If you’re comfortable, post a selfie. Share your story. This is your time to be proud of who you are! It can get hard and lonely sometimes, but there’s a whole community here who have your back.

If you are not trans

Please also get involved - don’t leave this day just up to us. Today is a day for you to support and listen to the trans community. Show us some love by reblogging some selfies and reading some stories, whether you browse through the tags listed above or stick to your mutuals. Now is a perfect opportunity to learn about our wonderful community and to look at some beautiful people. It’s a win-win, really.

Above all, I hope everyone has a fantastic TDoV! Have fun and keep it positive.

A reminder to everyone that found my blog because of that Mar10 post making the rounds again: I am WAY more active on Twitter, so y’all should follow me there. Just saiyan.

kissed-by-the-fallen-angel:

just-shower-thoughts:

If 2/2/22 falls on a Tuesday it could also be known as “2’s Day”

DUDE

IT’S TIME

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nerves-nebula:

calware:

calware:

lizluvscupcakes:

araccoonthatlikesmurder:

calware:

calware:

PSA

avoid conforming to traditional gender norms by avoiding this common palette:

ALT

try using these palettes instead!!

ALT

Not to be mean but they’re right. None of these would ever fit together

They’re DISGUSTING, op. I’m sorry, it’s better you hear it here than have your grandma say she likes your clothes.

i actually disagree! not to bring back a certain children’s hospital and say “it’s literally color theory” unironically, but… it’s literally color theory. both of these color palettes are virtually complimentary and look pretty nice together

youve got reds, greens, and blues:

and purples, blues, yellows, and oranges:

(you’ll have to click on the images to see the full thing, i don’t want to put them one after the other and make this post even longer than it already is. sorry for the low resolution im doing this on my phone)

of course there’s variation in the values and saturation, but imo that’s a bit of a given ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

wait actually fuck this post. what the hell is going on between you two

not to re-rail a post that OP himself intentionally derailed but I wanted to try out the palettes. The first one is made with the Girl Colors with no changes made to the values/saturation.

i think its ok. 

The second one I tweaked the saturation and values a to my liking. Both are very low effort but as you can see I kinda got into the second one. Anyway I really like orange/purple/yellow as a color scheme so I had fun with this 

^This last reblog hit me like a freight train

world-heritage-posts:

kaijutegu:

kaijutegu:

kaijutegu:

kaijutegu:

kaijutegu:

his power grows

please… he’s getting too strong…

please… stop… i beg of you…

world heritage post

Somewhere, the ghost of Diogenes is looking at this thing and pissing himself laughing.

I know this was sent by one of my former friends. Too much of a coward to ask off anon?

Doesn’t matter.

The answer is…it’s absolutely miserable. Every waking moment, I’m reminded of my mistakes. Every time I beg for the chance to make things right, fill in the blanks, and give context (or lack thereof) for my actions, I’m shut down by the few people who still talk to me.

I’ve been isolated, silenced, ostracized, demonized, villainized, and dehumanized. All caused by a failure, or in some cases an outright refusal, to communicate.

Even when I’m pushing forward and formulating a plan to get better, it feels hopeless, fruitless, and pointless. Because I’m doing this alone, when before my biggest joy was getting better with my support system by my side. But that’s not happening anymore, because I destroyed my reputation with everyone.

What hurts the most about all of this…is that I was so close. So close to being happy. So close to leaving my past behind. So close to starting the healing process alongside my most adamant supporters, who I was looking forward to proudly sharing my progress with and eventually reaching the mountaintop with.

But I flew too close to the sun. I made mistake after mistake, without thinking or being fully cognizant of my actions. And despite my best efforts, those mistakes just kept snowballing, getting worse and worse until I passed the point of no return.

I’ve gone past being kicked back to square one, and have effectively hit rock bottom. All of my goodwill is gone, all the trust I’ve built up has been shattered. And even worse, I’m now being smeared as “never caring” about the people I used to hold close…when that just isn’t true.

I do care.
I care about my partners.
I care about my friends.
I care about the family I chose.
I care about the people around me.
The people who loved me.
The people who trusted me.
The people who stood by me, despite all the efforts of my inner demons made to push them away.
The people I hurt, unintentionally and in total ignorance, with my stupidity, my inability to stop doing the wrong things, and my failure to stop saying the wrong words at the worst possible time.

I care more than words will ever be able to describe, and that’s why it hurts.
That’s why I feel so much guilt, so much remorse, so much regret.
That’s why I’m sorry, for everything that I’ve done.
That’s why I’m clinging so desperately to the idea that I can still achieve atonement, redemption, forgiveness, or even just an acceptance of my apologies.
That’s why I want to get better: It’s not for myself, but for the people I’ve wronged.
It’s to show, beyond reasonable doubt, that I am impossibly sorry for my actions, and that I want to ensure I will never commit these sins ever again.

TL;DR: My self-fulfilling prophesy is Hell on Earth, but I am busting my ass to break the cycle once and for all.