Random fandom, cute, and civil rights stuff.
"I would NEVER have guessed you had anxiety and depression issues ! You’re always so confident and everything !”
me: It seems that I am not immediately excellent at this
me: it is because I am a failure
me: everything I touch dies
fuck people just get small pets. kitties wont mock ur anxiety disorder. puppies dont mind if u arent heterosexual. that hamsters not gonna misgender u all that hamster cares about is sunflower seeds and toilet paper tubes and wheels. i love animals.
When I was maybe 13 or 14 my family and I went to Hobby Lobby, probably for art stuff. My mom had a shopping list, and I’d doodled a little on it before we left the house. In the store I’d wandered off to look at pens or something on my own. After some time my mom caught up with me with an employee with her. “There she is,” my mom said, gesturing to me. The guy, wide-eyed, walked up to me and with enthusiasm that startled young-and-shy-me said, “NEVER. STOP. DRAWING.”… apparently he’d spotted my doodles on my mom’s shopping list and was impressed when he found out how young I was. I don’t remember the guy’s name, or even what he looked like… I’d never have any way of tracking him down. But if I did and it wouldn’t be creepy as all hell I’d contact him and just thank him. Every so often I get all artistically emo about my work and just randomly remember the stranger so passionate about my work that he just HAD to tell me. He had no reason to do that, he didn’t sell us anything, my mom didn’t need help while she was there, so he did this just because he cared that much about a few silly doodles on a shopping list.No real reason to share this, the memory just made me smile. Little moments like this can mean so much to a complete stranger. So… yeah. Think about that if you ever worry you’ve never had an effect on anyone. You might not even know.
I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms
my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”
and it has been 3 years since she said this and this is still what i think about at night
you should read up on some psychology and biological anthropology, because your teacher was wrong and ignorant. i promise you that we are not the only species to “shed tears” when our loved ones die.
and frankly it pisses me right the fuck off that this post is going around giving people the idea that their sadness when a loved one dies is purely selfishness. it’s hard enough dealing with the pain of losing someone without having to fight against this harmful faux-philosophical bullshit. boiling the intricacies of human relationship down to whether or not it’s mutually beneficial is gross and capitalistic and i refuse to ascribe to it.
*house phone rings*
Bohemian Rhapsody. Double Speed.
if you can listen to this entire thing with a straight face i will give you a cookie
I SHIT MYSELF LAUGHING 0.2 SECONDS IN OMG THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER
at first i was like challenge accepted but then Galileo happened
still better than every other song
I FUCKING LOST IT AT GALILEO