Something so funny about rereading one's own unfinished fics. Like wow this is pretty good! Almost as if was written exactly according to what I personally like in fact! Someone should finish it!
Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again
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GUYS GUYS GUYS
THEY RELEASED THE COYOTE VS ACME TRAILER !!!!!
WE WON !!!
sorry the looney tunes movie that got buried by a massive company for corporate purposes is about fighting back against a massive company trying to bury incidents for corporate purposes?
I don't mean this in a dismissive "haha you've got daddy issues" way but I really am coming to suspect that most if not all people who view the opposite sex as like, fundamentally alien on a mental or emotional level really just do not have healthy family relationships. You see it with the weird Trad and Alpha Male guys who can't seem to conceive of women as fully-aware human beings instead of some sort of symbiotes who need men to guide them, you see it with the weird radfems who like to go on about men being incable of feeling real emotion and just being driven by instinct and needing to be ruled over like dogs. I just find it really difficult to imagine arriving at those worldviews if you ever had a mutually caring and respectful relationship with an opposite-sex parent or sibling.
Lot of angry people in the notes posting "No, you don't understand, my sexism is justified! How can you even begin to compare me to that other side?! Just look at them!" essays that conveniently talk right past the point that I actually made.
You gain nothing from railing against your political opponents here because this isn't a politically motivated post in the first place. This isn't a "look how bad these people are" post. This isn't a post about who does or doesn't have things worse. This isn't an attack on you of any sort, unless you've made "[my brand of] sexism is healthy" a cornerstone of your worldview, in which case I can see how something that rejects that idea as part of its basic premise could register as a threat.
This is dawning realization mixed with pity. The fact that someone can reach adulthood having been so deprived of close, positive opposite-sex relationships and role models that they actually think the average man/woman is somehow irreconcilably different from them is devastating, in no small part because it didn't have to be that way. Those good people do exist, and myself and many of the people reblogging this have known them, and the possibility that someone like that was never there for you is a travesty. It twists my guts and I hate it and I wish there was something I could do about it but there isn't, except for shouting into the void in the hopes that others will listen and that maybe between all of us we can make it so that less people fall through the cracks.
“You disappear so completely into your head sometimes,” he said. “I wish I could follow you.”
You do, she wanted to say. You live in my head all the time.
—Jace and Clary, from City of Ashes (2008) by Cassandra Clare
literally said out loud to myself 'i need to do something to calm down and regulate my nervous system' and then opened tumblr.com. like a guy in a horror movie going to check out the scary sound in the basement.
reading a lot as a child saved my life and shaped who I am as a person. I literally would not be where I am today without it. so even though I don’t read that much as an adult now, it will always be an important part of who I am
No, actually, i want cables and not bluetooth, i don't want touchscreens, i want buttons and knobs, i want to be able to take the battery out of my phone, i want to charge my phone and plug in head phones at the same time, i want a cd drive in my laptop and not have to buy an external drive, i want a car without a display, i want to turn on the lights with a switch not with my voice, i want to have a paper cinema ticket not a QR code, i want to listen to illegally burned music on a 00s cd player, i want to watch movies that i actually own, i want to read news once a day on paper, i want to aimlessly flick through magazines and not doomscroll on social media, i want to write emails and not talk to chatbots, i want to own stuff without hundreds of digital subscriptions, i want
having your own money is fucking dangerous because the only person stopping me from buying whatever I want is myself. and myself has bad judgment sometimes


